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taken from Diver - True Panther Sounds TRUE-075-2 - 2012

I´ve no opinion on these matters
I´ll just listen to you speak
I would listen to you breathing
It could help me fall asleep
I used to drive along the ocean
I drove along the cliffs at night
Sometimes the fog would nearly blind me
Everything washed out in white
All the fog in my headlights
There was somewhere I went often
When I needed some relief
The moon rippled on the ocean
Water crashing below me
Like the door to your apartment
With a copy of your key
Breathe on me beside me