Transatlanticism

The Atlantic was born today, and I'll tell you how
The clouds above opened up and let it out
I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere 
when the water filled every hole
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean 
making islands where no islands should go (oh no...)

Most people were overjoyed; they took to their boats
I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat
The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your 
door have been silenced forevermore
And the distance is quite simply much to far for me to row; 
it seems farther than ever before (oh no...)

I need you so much closer...

So come on; come on...
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