Yann Tiersen, Shannon Wright - Dried Sea

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Our trouble
Come for me I row a dried up sea
Trouble tore at my sleep (sleeve?)
I row a dried up sea
Ribbons to hide my face
Shame does not come to claim
Trouble tore at my sleep (sleeve?)
I row a dried up sea
Never you mind
You can manage
Never you mind
You can manage
Never you mind
You can manage
Never you mind
Well… Fuck that
I fail to explain
Never you mind
You can manage
And never you mind
If, when you stand
Would you sleep
Never you mind
You can manage
If you try
You can manage
You can manage
You can manage
If you try