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In my life on Earth, |
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The things I have invented have invented me. |
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I've found my industry. |
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And I am not alone, |
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I've fashioned friends from precious scraps, |
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They hold the light, they bend to serve me, |
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Joking that they don't deserve me, |
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After days of craft and care |
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I lift a sword and slice the air, |
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Such has been my time upon this Earth, |
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This Earth. |
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When my wife returns, |
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More beautiful than when she left the night before, |
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I show her things I made. |
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A filigree of ferns, diamond snowflakes, tears of gold, |
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She murmurs praise a small caress, |
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I smile to see her happiness. |
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Silver webs with sanded grain |
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That catch and hold real drops of rain, |
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Such has been my toil upon this Earth. |
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This Earth. |
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When I'm feeling vexed I go upstairs and bury something deep, |
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Then stand back and push a button, from a distance |
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Watch the earth explode. |
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This Earth. |
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I love this land of mortal men |
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They wake to know the fire again, |
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The things we make, the things we feel, |
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Armor plates and molten steel, |
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All of these inventions of the Earth. |
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This Earth. |
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