Charlie Crow

Wave
London 23^rd February 1997
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I can't tell where I'm going but I don't like it here,
It don't feel like a place I wanna be:
I don't know what you're showing, I don't know what you fear,
Can't say why you don't feel free.

It's only an appearance, a distraction,
Come climb the wave with me,
Can't say how high or in what direction,
Cradled in the arms of the sea.

You're looking at your money in your pocket,
You're looking at your sex up on the screen:
You're looking at your power in the eyes of those you meet,
And fear in the mirror on the wall.

It's only an appearance, a distraction,
Come climb the wave with me,
Can't say how high or in what direction,
Cradled in the arms of the sea.

All the hopes which gaze on the horizon,
All the dreams you dreamt just might be true:
All are written as an invitation,
To tell you that the mighty ocean belongs to you.

Everything you need is a connection,
Come climb the wave with me,
Can't say how high or in what direction,
Cradled in the arms of the sea.

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