View From Below

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Every time I look up there, you look down

Smiling whether through tears or frowns

I've seen you crying, when you think you're fooling

But salt water's never been shower water for me

Laying my head upon your chest, sweaty nights

"Where are we going...?" sleepily swirling kites

And you reply, "We're going nowhere." I'm sure

You think I don't see the many many layers

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This is my view from below

Your tears fall freely

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These days moreso

And I can always see