| I was living by the water
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| Late July moon’s early quarter
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| Summer mornings, early dawnings
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| Pay no heed to me, gave no warning
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| Of their endless way
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| Seatide flowing in the river
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| Is all the music I would ever
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| Have, a long, long day since I went away
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| On the mountain there my song I’ll sing
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| When the wind plays in the raven’s wing
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| And I saw maudlin horses
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| Dancing over the plains of the deadland marshes
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| Down to the sea voices from the empty moor
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| They call me past the stranger’s door
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| Because I keep no company I make no enemies
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| On the lonely sands of the western strands
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| It was there I made my way |