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Is jewelry still lost in the sand?
Out on the coast, or into the brine
You left your rings on the
So you lose them, swimming in the shallows

A plastic soft sweaty children far from home
On vacation not unlike very own

And the Howdy lit, upon my shoulder
And he left me with sulfur, and rooms of headaches
I fell in snakes, in the poisoned ranks of strangers
Please send me more yellow for the dim interior

Will my pony recognize my voice in
Will he be blind or do they go by smell?
Will you me not to rest me out at sea?
But on a river boat that's rickety

I'll never my pony along the rolling swells
A muddy river or a would do me well
With hints of sundowns and muted thunderstorms
A sunken barge's horns with the cold bells