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You At The Docks
In a sea of proper Avoidant to the rain We will be sold In this to know The weeks of mourning To this July And apprehend Our soul as warm In fated then Justice to our buy And is as one- to be near
The broccoli and the code Lights of pain for War In mercy as we know- The lay I keep And inhibitions known Trying to save peace They come at ten And hear our verse And story goes- Atlantic to a friend These days of folly And inter neglect Reform our sea And make a day of wonder The risen Moon- is on our face
And early death To War and in the Summer To clear these mists From height and rise The virus and ground Its keep to know amend For given wonder- I miss you And with open mouth This candid to my heart We will unfray- the spun renew
Until amend Our fortunes rust This light of us I dare repeat To my Man And what I see in ages Fortuned then Our place; ourselves To room with me This dust into disgrace Whatever gold- To given hand Why the night renew What then in place
To boats we free To cross and run away In tempest loan I was a man And in this small way Of tension in this World I am just as many tears And Iām your guy.