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I crewed on a fair golden ship that |
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Went down at the dawn of the world |
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We mutinied and sentenced our captain to die |
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'Fore our sails had barely unfurled |
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We sank shortly after our riot |
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Wanton flame and our powder kegs met |
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While I swam for my life there came voices aloft |
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Joyful, unearthly and dread |
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Singing of a violent |
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Tireless mystery |
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That one would give his life to |
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Save his enemy |
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Too bone-tired to keep my arms moving |
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To swim or even grasp after straws |
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The undertow drew me down into its cold |
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And infinite indigo jaws |
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I heard singing of a violent |
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Tireless mystery |
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That one would give his life to |
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Save his enemy |
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I thought I must be dead or dreaming |
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When my captain, still battered, betrayed |
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Pulled me up, laid me over the beam he'd clung to |
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Breathed his last and sunk under the waves |
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Your body is a bridge |
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Across an endless sea |
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Your body is a bridge |
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Across an endless sea |