| That was as far as the tide came in I remember the starfish and the wails of the sirens then
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| We replaced the tridents, embraced Poseidon
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| And discovered ourselves living on an island
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| We flow like water across the lost city
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| Chalk prophecies and washed off graffiti
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| In continents
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| Trade off for payoff
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| And high concepts then lost to chaos
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| Many tales radiate from one nexus
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| Defending a dream of a new directive
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| A call from the deep sums up a notion
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| The day when the people bum rushed the ocean
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| From the beaches they ran to meet the day after
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| Underneath the waves won’t repeat the same chapter
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| Knew what they had to do That which creates life has power to take it right back
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| Fucking with the icecaps
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| We’ve gotta push the tide back
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| We can survive collapse if we don’t get sidetracked
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| If we visualize living underwater hidden by prisms
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| Countries fall but people transition if one for all we live in that vision
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| Hundred dollar bill origami
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| Balloon inflation new world economy
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| We float on tsunami to global warming
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| We need structures to control what’s coming
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| Corporate monopolies obsolete
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| The philosophy leaves us lost at sea
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| But from Marwar to Cochabamba
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| We are the warriors that won’t get conquered
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| 'Cause rising tides drown all villages
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| Divided fighters succumb to pillage
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| Rescuers whatever your latitude
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| It’s time to pioneer a new world attitude
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| Put local cycles first we’re Global Islanders with nothing left to plunder
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| From the beaches they ran to meet the day after
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| Underneath the waves won’t repeat the same chapter
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| Knew what they had to do
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| (Alert the law alternate nations train in the streets
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| Act to limit all non-transparent industries so We must defend Atlantis
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| Anchor the land and never transform into seas
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| Assets to liquify all netted toxic indices so We must defend Atlantis)
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| For centuries human beings have pursued the meaning of Atlantis
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| Central to their teaching is that it’s existence answers man’s essential
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| questions
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| Much like the feeding of the 5,000
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| Even if the facts aren’t accurate the story’s magic is alive
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| Of utmost importance to convert the impertinent
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| Atlantis holds the answer to man’s ills at their most pertinent
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| Aspersions easily dispersed when I certainly answer
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| The most diverse aversions when I firstly channel _
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| Is this all that you hold
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| For a warriors role
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| The ground shakes
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| You claim my country not my soul
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| I fought I toiled, for the lost in the waves I will not tire
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| I die no slave
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| If the seas my grave
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| I sleep with my city
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| My people my oath
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| My shame my city is that
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| I cannot save my city
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| From waves that claim you
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| And curse the gods who can’t explain
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| Who to blame
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| At the end of the reign
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| Heed me The season passes Atlas
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| His keeps in the sediment
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| Failing monumentally
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| And leaving no monuments to see
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| Only sea to shining sea
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| (Assess the loss as new tidal inundations surface
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| Amidst the legions are now thousands in starfish
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| We must defend Atlantis
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| As the land acquiesces no tears in sympathy
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| Address the legacy and never treat it separately
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| Access telepathy last as neverending transcendency)
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| And survival hinged on an attempt by the humble
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| And the sirens wailed as the empire crumbled
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| With nothing left to plunder corporations drowned
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| Waves clapped like thunder and stormed the gates with sound
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| Forming a new nation now
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| As the icecaps melted water levels rose
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| We raised our hands together and made the levees hold
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| Heals in the sand we revealed the depths below
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| The population of starfish exploded from the ocean
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| Survival we unified to focus on And the voices were many but we spoke as one
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| As the tale was retold we multiplied
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| And swelled across the faultlines to halt the tide
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| We let the altars die to keep our pulse alive
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| And from the barren wastelands of naked trash
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| We stitched together a shelter from fallen nation’s flags
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| And chose to build a future from an ancient past
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| The crowns of thorns was worn we put the tritons down
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| We found new forms of anchors deep inside the ground
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| The world is an island now |