| We steered our ship to the Sea of all Tranquility
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| The only sound our voices, as star-struck we fly
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| Our hopes ever high
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| That the songs we sing and the words we bring
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| Should never die
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| We set our sights on the Sea of all Tranquility
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| Our pointless flight betraying now fallen we are
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| (Gods of old now broken and defaced)
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| Compared to a star
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| And the final reach to that barren beach
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| Is much too far
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| Yesterday our songs of glory shone
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| A dream of ages every one
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| We sold our souls for senseless gain
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| And brought our harvest home in vain
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| (Above the seven seas is one)
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| Yesterday our songs of glory shone
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| A dream of ages every one
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| We sold our souls for senseless gain
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| And brought our harvest home in vain |