| Today
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| All the sources would agree
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| That the day of their death was a cold dark day
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| Scuttled
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| Ships have blocked the sea
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| And the pallid light of morning melts into an ashy gray
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| And goodbye to everything
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| Sayonara everyone
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| They are tired
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| Write the eulogy
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| No one
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| Understood a word they said
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| Hailed them all as kings up upon a pedestal
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| Their names
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| Scribbled on a parchment piece
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| Would sink like any ship listing fast from ruptured hull
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| And goodbye to everything
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| Sayonara everyone
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| They are tired
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| Write the eulogy
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| And I saw them as they passed
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| It was like a millstone cast
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| Far into the deep blue sea
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| The murky sea is black
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| Dismal and so deep
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| Millstones rocket through the dark
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| Into it’s icy keep
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| A resting place for broken ships
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| A cemetery for the humble
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| No one’s here to make you stumble
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| If Jesus Christ is true
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| Then I am mostly lies
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| If Jesus Christ is Love
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| Then I have failed to try
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| If Jesus Christ is Life
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| Then please just let me die
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| Let, this, die
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| And goodbye to everything
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| Sayonara everyone
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| They are tired
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| Write the eulogy
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| And I saw them as they passed
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| It was like a millstone cast
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| Far into the deep blue sea
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| Goodbye, sayonara
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| They are tired
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| Write the eulogy
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| Write the eulogy
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| Write the eulogy
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| Write the eulogy |