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Reading the same lines over and over.
Repeating movements of the eyes.
The same horizon endless as the sky.
Repeating movements of the eyes.
As I blow in my own sails.
I know another attempt has failed to reach the solid shore and leave the sinking ship behind.
Do I really hate the farewell.
When it's me who has brought the petrol.
I've cut the wood to build the ship, and carved the match to light it.
Petrol for a burning ship.
Repeating movements of the eyes.
The same horizon endless as the sky.
Repeating movements of the eyes.
As I blow in my own sails.
I know another attempt has failed to reach the solid shore and leave the sinking ship behind.
Do I really hate the farewell.
When it's me who has brought the petrol.
I've cut the wood to build the ship, and carved the match to light it.
FALK, MICHAEL IRVING/BAPTISTE-BLOT, JEAN/RENDINI, EDWARD MICHAEL/PERRONE, JOSEPH STEPHEN/CANDO, ALEXANDER H.
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