Fisherman with a cigarette hanging from his lips
on a Sunday at the East river it's exquisite
Spent the whole day by myself
thought about you I hope you're doing well
walked by the corner where we first held chest to chest
where our souls became one as our bodies presses
and you whispered in my ear
love without fear
I give to the river the river gives to the sea
I know what I give comes ten times back to me
I tried to give all I had
But I guess I didn't have what I thought I had
I guess I didn't have what I thought I had
We walked the bridges and we stalked the nights
Spoke of the riches that we thought we might get
slept through the days woke up at dusk
strolled into the cafes at five for breakfast
I played with fire I said I didn't mind getting burnt
but I'm a big liar who wanted to be hurt
like you are, like you are
I am fascinated with your scars
and all your journeys through the dark
I give to the river the river gives to the sea
I know what I give comes ten times back to me
I tried to give all I had
But I guess I didn't have what I thought I had
I guess I didn't have what I thought I had
Those last words that you said to me
sounded so absurd and ugly
did all that hate make you feel free?
O you were my fate, not my destiny
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