Football, and all that jazz
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I draw your image on the sands
Playing football in silence
You echo through my blood stream
Passions coursing ressurrected
With every goal throwing me a lifeline
Creating worlds and new language
I take you home
From billboards and glossy magazines
Oh dream in every flowing move
The flowing unity falls back
Like oceans drawing breath, once more
Reflected in those goals.
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