I have his eyes and a deep longing for the sea.
Buoyant when it holds me down, this magnificent weight clinging to me. Oh my machine, it's been you and me for a long time. Buoyant when I held you down, your girl not knowing if she's this or she's me. Oh my machine, we got our kicks from grins and the cold stares from boys at the beach. Buoyant when they held us down. Oh grandfather, I wish that you had met me. I have his eyes and a deep longing for the sea. If only you could hold me now, A fisherman and a woman, part machine. Music and lyrics copyright Jennifer Latham Robinson
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