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Ben Folds Five Air
Saw a sillhouette cross a flurorescent Floating overhead, undoing his helmet Through the murky beams of blue-green sea life I saw him spinning towards the moonlight
I pulled him in He wasn't breathing His eyes were wide I saw two of me there There's an ugly buzz that hovers just above the quiet I found a way to make it silent
I'm coming up for air
They hold my hand And ask me to pull through A voice I know says "Dear, he probably can't hear you"
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