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I honestly always love the bits I write while staring at some random part of my bedroom aka apartment (it's tiny. My whole apartment is basically my bedroom 🤷‍♀️). This is one I wrote staring out my window.

I live by the water, but I can't really see the water from my apartment...tiny slivers of it if I lean out my balcony and crane my neck in the right way 😅 Also, it's a lake, not an ocean... But much of what I write starts off by me making something bigger out of something smaller 💁‍♀️

Surprising as it may be, I never actually intended for this song to be sad. I didn't really have a direction for it; I was just musing. And the sadness just kind of happened... As it does 😅🙈 I also wrote the sad part much later when trying to come back to this and, ideally, finish it (I didn't).

This song bit was really just me thinking about swimming in the rain and then playing around with opposition 🤷‍♀️

Side note: I imagine strings coming in after that last line. I don't know why.


Lyrics:

If I was out in the ocean

Would I still feel the rain on my skin?

If I was dancing in slow motion

Would I still feel the rushing within?

If I could be a little more open

Maybe it's easier

Maybe if I let someone in

Would I still feel the emptiness...?

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