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Pacing the deck a lonely bosun
Jack-tarred and fired beneath the salt of ocean
Lend me an anchor to sink this planet
Unhook these arms to ply their godly habit

There’s so many tides are made to go to waste
So many tides are made to go to waste

Veining the eyes as ages alter
This sacred trade is everywhere and nowhere
Hung out to dry in tall black cabins
Facing the cliffs the gangs of gulls inhabit

There’s so many tides are made to go to waste
So many tides are made to go to waste

Even now the hauls are all poured out
Wasting in the midday sun
And the yards will be replaced anon
And we all shall be replaced anon

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