O beautiful, for spacious skies I put aside. Purple majesty, you restless thing, don't abandon me. Maybe I've lost my faith in history and the only thing I believe in now is the sound of the Atlantic. O beautiful, from sea to sea, famously shining. O beautiful, for gravity, be with me through this century. In the east the sun rises, there are hurricanes. I can taste the salt water. And when the earth is only dust and brine, we'll eat the salt water taffy.
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