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Messes Of Men Hard
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I do not exist, but insist
Sailing in our separate ships
and from each tiny caravelle
Tiring and trying there's unnecessary dying
like the horseshoe crab in its proper seasons its shell
Such distance from our friends
a scratch across a lens,
made everything look wrong we stood
and our paper blew away we'd left the bay,
so half-blind we these songs on sheets of 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 takes a steady hand to adulterous waters
The propeller's spinning blades held with the waves
as there's mistakes I've no rowing could outrun
The cloth blowing on the mast to say I've got no past
but I'm nonetheless the and secretary's son
tarnish on my brass and on my glass,
I'd want someone so crass as to want like me
but a few leagues off the shore, I bit a flashing lure
and I assure you, it was not I expected it to be!
I taste its kiss, that hook in my lip
is a memory as as a rod without a reel
To an ever-dropped, seasick yet still docked
Captain spotted napping with his first at the wheel,
floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong
We keep our confessions long and we pray we it short
I drank a full of fire and I'm not ever coming back
Oh, my God!
I do not exist we faithfully insist
while sink the heavy ship of everything we knew
If ever you come near I'll hold up high a mirror
Lord, I could never show you as as You
Sailing in our separate ships
and from each tiny caravelle
Tiring and trying there's unnecessary dying
like the horseshoe crab in its proper seasons its shell
Such distance from our friends
a scratch across a lens,
made everything look wrong we stood
and our paper blew away we'd left the bay,
so half-blind we these songs on sheets of 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 takes a steady hand to adulterous waters
The propeller's spinning blades held with the waves
as there's mistakes I've no rowing could outrun
The cloth blowing on the mast to say I've got no past
but I'm nonetheless the and secretary's son
tarnish on my brass and on my glass,
I'd want someone so crass as to want like me
but a few leagues off the shore, I bit a flashing lure
and I assure you, it was not I expected it to be!
I taste its kiss, that hook in my lip
is a memory as as a rod without a reel
To an ever-dropped, seasick yet still docked
Captain spotted napping with his first at the wheel,
floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong
We keep our confessions long and we pray we it short
I drank a full of fire and I'm not ever coming back
Oh, my God!
I do not exist we faithfully insist
while sink the heavy ship of everything we knew
If ever you come near I'll hold up high a mirror
Lord, I could never show you as as You
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