The Ninth Wave

Stranded and spent, brought to our knees

Washed and cut to splintered debris

Crashing tides of a crashing sea

Then the ninth wave came down on meAnd everybody said;

Oh I can't believe

Sun of ochre, scarlet leaves

Sparkled shores on Christmas eve

Then the ninth wave came down on meI saw your face, lost in the haze

Stranded and spent for 17 days

I found you under palm trees shade

Waiting for ApocoladeAnd everybody said;

Oh I can't believe

Sun of ochre, scarlet leaves

Sparkled shores on Christmas eve

Then the ninth wave came down on meOh I can't believe

Sun of ochre, scarlet leaves

Sparkled shores on Christmas eve

Then the ninth wave came down on meThen the ninth wave came down on me

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