Of recklessness and water
They cannot see me naked
These things they go away
Replaced by every day
Nightswimming
Remembering that night
September's coming soon
I'm pining for the moon
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun
The bright tide ever drum
Could not describe
Nightswimming
You I thought I knew you
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