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A cloud of haze hangs low on the water
Adults indulge every whim
The reckless children splash in the surf but they
Don't know how to swim

A line of oil rigs dot the horizon
I'm caught adrift once again
I let the tide carry me where it wants to
Back where this all began

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I feel a wave of the ocean sickness
It pulls me down to the floor
It isn't far but I can't swim the distance
To Catalina shores

A line of mobiles sit on the freeway
They stop and start and stop
The city lights shine at night but you can't see them through
The car exhaust

And though there's sun through the ocean sickness
My head is caught in the fog
It's been a while since I could tell the difference
Between the clouds and smog

And on TV
You know it's paradise on Earth
But just like me
It is a thing so flawed from birth

The sun is shining all through November
The water's cold let it freeze
A seal swam by my head and I swear that it said
'Good luck' to me

I turn my back on the ocean sickness
With sandy hair and a tan
But through the cold I'll await the Pacific
To call me home again

And though there's pain through the ocean sickness
I'm drawn away from the land
And through the cold I'll await the Pacific
To call my name again

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