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We steered our ship to the sea of all tranquility |
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The only sound our voices, as star-struck we fly |
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Our hopes ever high |
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That the songs we sing and the words we bring |
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Should never die |
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We set our sights on the sea of all tranquility |
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Our pointless flight betraying now fallen we are |
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(gods of old now broken and defaced) |
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Compared to a star |
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And the final reach to that barren beach |
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Is much too far |
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Yesterday our songs of glory shone |
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A dream of ages every one |
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We sold our souls for senseless gain |
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And brought our harvest home in vain |
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(above the seven seas is one) |
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Yesterday our songs of glory shone |
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A dream of ages every one |
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We sold our souls for senseless gain |
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And brought our harvest home in vain |
