i'm sweating
and breathing
and staring
and thinking
and sinking deeper
it's almost like i'm swimming
the sun is burning hot again on the hunter and the fisherman
and he's trying to remember when, but it makes him dizzy
seems like i've been here before
seems so familiar
seems like i'm slipping into a dream within a dream
must be the way you whisper
the sun is setting cool again
i'm the thinker and the fisherman
and i'm trying to remember when
but it makes me dizzy
and i'm sweating and breathing and staring and thinking
and sinking deeper
and it's almost like i'm swimming
seems like i've been here before
seems so familiar
seems like i'm slipping into a dream within a dream
it's the way you whisper
it drags me under and takes me home
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