An Ocean Is Enough To Love EP

by T E Morris

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released 06 January 2011

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Track Name: Golden Hawk Too Far Away
I could of opened a doorway
A pack of pills and a truth is all it would take.
You are a golden hawk too far away
I could mix my drinks...

If stranger words are inside of me,
you pull them out like a cancer.
My crooked spine, I'll never know why you bother.
Is this a mountain?
Is this a mountain?

If time is a constant who is pulling my strings?

And what if it's only a half life?
Track Name: Almost A Whole Person
Lighter than light
Darker than blackest night
Cling onto rocks, let the waves pass over us.
Sing a lonely song, "How am I supposed to love?"
Such a violent word. Four letters to kill for
I'm almost a whole person

If someone is wrong about this,
Who do we blame for lost time?
Am I doing this right, what if I didn't learn right the first time?
It's like a burning pain, cuts deep into my veins
Blood carries it home, to my heart and to my soul
And I'm almost a whole person
Track Name: Survivor Guilt
Climbing out of the car one last time,
I wonder who will tell your parents that you've died.
I think about your morning routine,
If you knew then that it'd be you or me.
I tried to give you the kiss of life,
But lungs cannot inflate with a broken pipe.
I waved my hands till someone stopped.
Then there were two of us who didn't know what to do.

And after the small but lovely funeral,
I sat with your friends and drank some of your parents wine.
Weeks later as I climbed into bed, that's when the tears came.