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