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I’m not big on anniversaries (also
cause I’m no good at
remembering dates, especially the bad ones), I just like
to keep you close, remember you on a
regular basis. You’re just dropping in,
coming to see how I’m doing. — Doing fine
now, dad. Thanks for checking.
See you soon

Turn Around

When my father smiles
When the clouds part
When his hand in mine
When a balancing act

When a dead end
When the sea roars
When our wings flap
When the sky’s high

Seagulls fly
And swoop
And rise
And twirl
They fall

The tide
And the flood
And we drown
And we fall
We fall