Observer Drift
Observer Drift
Observer Drift
Observer Drift
Observer Drift
Observer Drift
Observer Drift
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Observer Drift
It's the last day
That I'm going to fight
It's the last way
To make this right
Tie this blindfold
Across my eyes
And catch my falls
And I will try
To walk like you
And talk like you
And fill your shoes
'Cause I know, I know, I know, I know
I know
How do you know
If you've grown?
How do you know
If you've let go?
Teach me the ways of the sea
Hold my hand, don't leave
Teach me the ways of the sea
Hold my hand, don't leave