Blue, songs are like tattoos
You know Ive been to sea betore
Crown and anchor me
Or let me sail away
Hey blue, here is a song for you
Ink on a pin
Underneath the skin
An empty space to fill in
Well therere so many sinking now
Youve got to keep thinking
You can make it thru these waves
Acid, booze, and ass
Needles, guns, and grass
Lots of laughs, lots of laughs
Everybodys saying that hells the hippest way to go
Well I dont think so
But Im gonna take a look around it though
Blue, I love you
Blue, here is a shell for you
Inside youll hear a sigh
A foggy lullaby
There is your song from me
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I know those feelings, I'll be in the office tomorrow if having a light hearted conversation would brighten your day! We could laugh over a cup of tea.
Hope all is a little better.
Sounds good. Maybe you can work for me next year! Things are going to get interesting really quick I'm guessing. I'll brew you a cup of something and we can chat. Any tea requests?
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