Little Sister by Miracle Of Sound
Woke up in a tin can don't remember my name
Don't know how I got here or from where I came
My mind is an ocean, dark and clouded and deep
Under fathoms of blankness liquid secrets I keep
This child is my saviour, my reason to be
Underneath all my crashing waves she's safe in this sea
A lumbering hulk aside a delicate flower
A gentle leviathan of terrible power
And I dream of the sea
Broken machinery
And I dream of the sea
There's no rapture for me
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