The plates are changing
There are taller buildings
The roads are wider
Still none the wiser
The fool who was greedy
stood at the dock, finally
But the boat is moving, the sail is up
The waves are crashing, the time is up
So I sat on the edge,
Watching the ocean’s mirage
Even the Dawn Treader came back
So cut me some slack
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by Adrienne Luzanne
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