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Looking To The Sea
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Poem...Looking To The Sea... by Dawn Sinclair.....Music ...Love on a Sunday Afternoon...by Andy Foyston.... Extra sound effects and recital ....AndyF This is a tale of 2 people who meet in the autumn of their lives, carrying their baggage and all.
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Genre
Podcasts Poetry
Charts
Peak #46
Peak in subgenre #11
Author
Dawn Sinclair/Andy Foyston
Rights
Sinclair/Foyston 2006
Uploaded
November 22, 2006
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MP3 3.3 MB 128 kbps 3:34
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Looking to the Sea by Dawn Sinclair She carried her pain like a baby And nurtured it just like a child It taught her to tether the yearning Her inner desire to be wild But pain had become rather heavy It weighed more and more every day She looked to the sea without passion While watching her life ebb away *** He asked nothing more in his youth years Than to be Nature’s child of his time But war-service raided his virtue He learned to think living a crime Not for those that he killed with his rifle But for the cold man he’d become He looked to the sea without passion And felt he would always be numb *** Their meeting was quite unexpected And neither one knew the distress That ran deep inside of the other While they took the time to impress But there must have been recognition Some primeval instinct prevailed She stirred something deep in his memory While he her defences assailed *** Tormented souls cannot be rescued And pain has a life of its own The couple accept limitations You only can reap what you’ve sown No longer will they hide the memories They’ll allow them to live in the light And they’ll look to the sea with a passion Now the future seems suddenly bright
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