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There’s a house across the river, but alas. I cannot swim
And a garden of such beauty that the flowers seem to grin
There’s a house across the river, but alas, I cannot swim
I’ll live my life regretting that I never jumped in.

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There’s a boy across the river with short black curly hair,
He wants to be my lover and I want to be his peer,
There’s a boy across the river but alas, I cannot swim,
And I never will get to put my arms around him.

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Alas I cannot swim – Laura Marling

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