The Diver

  
 

Gravenhurst: aguas turbulentas.

  Hubo un tiempo en que me apetecía bucear, siempre hacia lo más profundo. Mi única orilla era la oscuridad, esa que el Sol no puede perturbar. Se hace de noche y sigo buceando.

Javier Mateos

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It's getting darker and i'm still swimming
it hits me again
I'm getting deeper and i'm still swimming
it hits me again
and i am never frightened no i am never ashamed
and you will never understand the lengths i go to light your way

See, left behind on my own
i have the ghosts of autumn murders walk me home
see the girl on the shore
my ideal, nothing more

It's getting darker and i'm still swimming
it hits me again
the sun is sinking palebluesaltwaterbreathing
it hits me again
and i am never frightened no i am never afraid
and you will never understand the depths i sink to light your way

See, left behind on my own
i have the ghosts of autumn murders walk me home
see the girl on the shore
It's my ideal

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