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Messes Of Men 
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I do not exist, but faithfully insist
Sailing in our separate ships
and from tiny caravelle
and trying there's unnecessary dying
like the crab in its proper seasons sheds its shell
distance our friends
like a across a lens,
made everything look wrong from anywhere we stood
and our paper before we'd left the bay,
so half-blind we wrote these on sheets of salty wood
Caught me making eyes at the other boatman's wives,
and heard me laughing louder at the jokes told by their daughters
I'd set my course for land,
but you well understand
it a steady to navigate waters
The propeller's spinning blades held acquaintance with the waves
as there's mistakes I've made no rowing could outrun
The cloth on the mast to say I've got no past
but I'm the and secretary's son
with tarnish on my brass and mildew on my glass,
I'd never someone so crass as to want someone me
but a few leagues off the shore, I bit a lure
and I assure you, it was not what I expected it to be!
I still its kiss, that dull hook in my lip
is a as useless as a rod without a reel
To an ever-dropped, seasick yet docked
Captain spotted with his first mate at the wheel,
floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong
We keep our long and when we pray we keep it short
I drank a thimble full of fire and I'm not ever back
Oh, my God!
I do not we faithfully insist
watching sink the heavy ship of everything we knew
If ever you come near I'll up high a mirror
Lord, I show you as beautiful as You
Sailing in our separate ships
and from tiny caravelle
and trying there's unnecessary dying
like the crab in its proper seasons sheds its shell
distance our friends
like a across a lens,
made everything look wrong from anywhere we stood
and our paper before we'd left the bay,
so half-blind we wrote these on sheets of salty wood
Caught me making eyes at the other boatman's wives,
and heard me laughing louder at the jokes told by their daughters
I'd set my course for land,
but you well understand
it a steady to navigate waters
The propeller's spinning blades held acquaintance with the waves
as there's mistakes I've made no rowing could outrun
The cloth on the mast to say I've got no past
but I'm the and secretary's son
with tarnish on my brass and mildew on my glass,
I'd never someone so crass as to want someone me
but a few leagues off the shore, I bit a lure
and I assure you, it was not what I expected it to be!
I still its kiss, that dull hook in my lip
is a as useless as a rod without a reel
To an ever-dropped, seasick yet docked
Captain spotted with his first mate at the wheel,
floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong
We keep our long and when we pray we keep it short
I drank a thimble full of fire and I'm not ever back
Oh, my God!
I do not we faithfully insist
watching sink the heavy ship of everything we knew
If ever you come near I'll up high a mirror
Lord, I show you as beautiful as You
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