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Messes Of Men 
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I do not exist, but insist
Sailing in our separate ships
and from each tiny caravelle
and trying there's dying
like the horseshoe crab in its proper seasons sheds its shell
Such from our friends
like a scratch across a lens,
made wrong from anywhere we stood
and our blew away we'd the bay,
so half-blind we these songs on of salty wood
me making at the other boatman's wives,
and heard me laughing louder at the jokes told by daughters
I'd set my for land,
but you well understand
it takes a steady hand to navigate adulterous waters
The propeller's spinning blades with the waves
as there's mistakes I've made no rowing could outrun
The cloth blowing on the mast like to say I've got no past
but I'm nonetheless the and secretary's son
with tarnish on my and mildew on my glass,
I'd never someone so crass as to want someone like me
but a few leagues off the shore, I bit a flashing lure
and I you, it was not what I expected it to be!
I still taste its kiss, that in my lip
is a memory as useless as a rod without a reel
To an anchor ever-dropped, seasick yet still docked
Captain spotted with his first mate at the wheel,
floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong
We keep our confessions long and when we pray we it short
I a thimble full of fire and I'm not coming back
Oh, my God!
I do not exist we faithfully insist
while watching sink the ship of everything we knew
If ever you come I'll up a mirror
Lord, I could never show you as beautiful as You
Sailing in our separate ships
and from each tiny caravelle
and trying there's dying
like the horseshoe crab in its proper seasons sheds its shell
Such from our friends
like a scratch across a lens,
made wrong from anywhere we stood
and our blew away we'd the bay,
so half-blind we these songs on of salty wood
me making at the other boatman's wives,
and heard me laughing louder at the jokes told by daughters
I'd set my for land,
but you well understand
it takes a steady hand to navigate adulterous waters
The propeller's spinning blades with the waves
as there's mistakes I've made no rowing could outrun
The cloth blowing on the mast like to say I've got no past
but I'm nonetheless the and secretary's son
with tarnish on my and mildew on my glass,
I'd never someone so crass as to want someone like me
but a few leagues off the shore, I bit a flashing lure
and I you, it was not what I expected it to be!
I still taste its kiss, that in my lip
is a memory as useless as a rod without a reel
To an anchor ever-dropped, seasick yet still docked
Captain spotted with his first mate at the wheel,
floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong
We keep our confessions long and when we pray we it short
I a thimble full of fire and I'm not coming back
Oh, my God!
I do not exist we faithfully insist
while watching sink the ship of everything we knew
If ever you come I'll up a mirror
Lord, I could never show you as beautiful as You
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