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I must miss you |
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Under the ashen sky |
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And out from among them |
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You and you |
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Those who spin as glass |
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On this iron ship |
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Into their own hands cast |
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Oh it is this sad news |
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That has traveled so fast |
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All these tears |
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Gather together |
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Down your cheek |
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Your neck and feathers |
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All these tears |
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Letter by letter |
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They must be found |
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While still day |
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As dead men do |
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Do not find their way |
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Beneath the cedars |
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The cedars of Lebanon they |
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All these tears |
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Gather together |
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Down your cheek |
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Your neck and feathers |
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All these tears |
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Feather fell a voice |
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A calling answer there |
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To the hearing soul |
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The soul in the hollow square |