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