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Margaret array the rocks around |
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The hull before it was sinking |
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A million stones, a million bones |
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A million holes within the chinking |
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And painting rings around your eyes |
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These pepper holes too filled with crying |
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A whispered weight upon the tattered down |
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Where you and |
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I were lying |
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Tell me now, tell me this |
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A forest's son, a river's daughter |
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A willow on the will-o' wisp |
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Our ghost who wander all of the water |
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So let's be married here today |
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These rushing waves to bear our witness |
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And we will lie like river stones |
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Rolling only where it takes us |
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But I pulled you and |
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I called you here(Didn't I? Didn't I? Didn't I?) |
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And I caught you and |
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I've brought you here(Didn't I? Didn't I? Didn't I?) |
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These hazards of love never more will trouble us |
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Oh, Margaret the lapping waves |
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Are licking quietly at our ankles |
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Another bow, another breath |
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This brilliant chill is comfort a shackle |
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With this long last rush of air |
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We'll speak our vows in starry whisper |
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And when the waves came crashing down |
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He closed his eyes and softly kissed her |
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But I pulled you and |
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I called you here(Didn't I? Didn't I? Didn't I?) |
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And I caught you and |
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I brought you here(Didn't I? Didn't I? Didn't I?) |
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These hazards of love never more will trouble us |
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And these hazards of love never more will trouble us |
