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Being As An Ocean - Dear G-d
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Being As An Ocean - Death Can Wait
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Being As An Ocean - The Hardest Part Is Forgetting Those You Swore You Would Never Forget
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Being As An Ocean - Black & Blue
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Being As An Ocean - Find Our Way
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Being As An Ocean - This Loneliness Won't Be The Death Of Me
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Being As An Ocean - Ain't Nobody Perfect
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Being As An Ocean - Beautiful Agony
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Being As An Ocean - Thorns
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Being As An Ocean - Tragedy
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Being As An Ocean - Alone
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Being As An Ocean - Humble Servant, Am I
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Being As An Ocean - It's Really Not as Complicated as You're Making It Out to Be
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Being As An Ocean - Mediocre Shakespeare
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Being As An Ocean - Mothers
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Being As An Ocean - Nothing Saves The Power They're Given
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Being As An Ocean - Nothing, Save The Power They're Given
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Being As An Ocean - Ok
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Being As An Ocean - Play Pretend
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Being As An Ocean - The Poets Cry for More
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Being As An Ocean - The Sea Always Seems To Put Me At Ease
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Being As An Ocean - We Will Never Be The Same
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Being As An Ocean - A.N.I.M.O.
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Being As An Ocean - And Their Consequence
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Being As An Ocean - B.O.Y.
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Being As An Ocean - Blacktop
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Being As An Ocean - Brave
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Being As An Ocean - Bulletproof
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Being As An Ocean - Catch The Wind
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Being As An Ocean - Death's Great Black Wing Scrapes The Air
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Being As An Ocean - Demon
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Being As An Ocean - Dissolve
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Being As An Ocean - eB tahT srewoP ehT
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Being As An Ocean - Even The Dead Have Their Tasks
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Being As An Ocean - Flesh And Bone
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Being As An Ocean - Forgetting Is Forgiving the I
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Being As An Ocean - Gloom
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Being As An Ocean - Glow
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Being As An Ocean - Grace, Teach Us What We Lack
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Being As An Ocean - If They're Not Counted, Count Me Out
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Being As An Ocean - Interlude (Circuit Bender)
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Being As An Ocean - Intro (The Envoy)
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Being As An Ocean - Judas, Our Brother
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Being As An Ocean - Know My Name
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Being As An Ocean - L'exquisite Douleur
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Being As An Ocean - Little Richie
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Being As An Ocean - Lost
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Being As An Ocean - Low Life (Ode To The Underworld)
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Being As An Ocean - Natures
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Being As An Ocean - Outro (What It Means To Be Human)
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Being As An Ocean - Paradise In My Mind
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Being As An Ocean - Purest Love
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Being As An Ocean - Salute e Vita
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Being As An Ocean - See Your Face
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Being As An Ocean - Sins Of The Father
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Being As An Ocean - Skin
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Being As An Ocean - Sleeping Sicarii
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Being As An Ocean - Snake
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Being As An Ocean - St. Peter
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Being As An Ocean - Swallowed By The Earth
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Being As An Ocean - The People Who Share My Name
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Being As An Ocean - The World As a Stage
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Being As An Ocean - The+Zealot's+Blindfold
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Being As An Ocean - This Room Is Alive
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Being As An Ocean - Waiting for Morning to Come
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Being As An Ocean - Watch Me Bleed
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Being As An Ocean - We Drag the Dead on Leashes
Sins Of The Father
Being As An Ocean
Stared at the window on the right. Winter air and the fear of what was inside sent shivers down his spine. That flashing red light. The young man found comfort in the stars taking his mind off homicide. Walked up the path through the yard. The door stood ajar; he stepped hesitantly into the dark. Just then another ran past him, eyes wide, hands clasped to his face. Shoved him into the wall as the first spray escaped. The remainder of the vomit planted in the garden. Pointed to the, "First door on the right." That same flashing red light.
He gathered his courage and tried not to think of what he was about to see. Tried to not visualize a child of three running into the first door on the right hoping to stop the fight.
Red on the walls, red on the presents. Her angelic head, left blood and fragments. Red on the tree, red on her fleece. He put her down as she tried to flee.
We are all given a chance to be free. "I will be better than my father before me!" That little girl was his redeeming grace, the thing to help him forget the misery. Cause he was never shown it, he spat in its face. Now this brave young one lays cold, planted under a tree, given no chance to grow old. (I feel it haunting me.)
