Tell me about the stars
And the ocean of frightening blue.
Tell me there is no fault in us,
That I soon will return to you.

I see a storm in your sapphire eyes.
I will drown in them by dawn.
Please, keep telling those beautiful lies,
Promise, I will not die alone

Frightening blue
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