| A calm then, the roaring wall of the eye
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| As we sailed to the world from an insular life
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| From the boughs that had sheltered us all of our lives
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| From the sun’s red blooming
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| With a shadow on every life
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| And we laid in the dark through the thundering nights
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| And awoke to an ocean shimmering white
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| Where the hull scrapes on the silent ice
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| And the gulls on the frozen ropes
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| Oh, the lights on the floor let the audience rise
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| Let them file through the halls still assured in their lives
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| Until the sky shudders open impossibly wide
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| And the room glows in the sudden light
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| They are gone, they are gone for life |