UNTIL MY HULL HITS THE ICE

(Matt Duffie)

A love song of sorts - using Greek mythology. The imagery is of loneliness and longing.

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Can you count the ways We pass each other in the night? Can you speak to the waves? I would laugh at the way we sink If I knew what it meant. I am not a man of faith or of prayer; My temple is my home And no place to worship Neptune. I’ve not seen the god in many years And I do not stand on ceremony. Closer now, she said to me. Closer, please, my love. I haven’t had the skin to feel you in Oh! How long? The things we make in XXXXX XX XXX XXX XXXXX XXX XXXXX XX XXXXXX XXX XXX XXXXX XX XXXXX XXXX XXX XXXXX XX XXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXX XX XXXXX XX XXXX XXXXX XXXXX XXXX XXXXX XXXX XXX XXXX XXXXXX XX XXX XXXXX XXX XXXX XX XXX XXXXXXX XXX XXX XXXXX XX XXX XXX XXXXX XX XXXXX XXXXX XXXXXX XXXXX XX XXXX XXXX XXX XXXX