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| Four Squares |
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| I have more white in my beard! |
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| Noir |
Calling (Over The Sea)
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There are new rooms
In the house in your home.
You hear me alone
Alone, to sing along
The voice of elephants
Buried under engines
Responded to
Engendered, upon the sea,
On the silent seaside,
For shoals and noon time tide
Waters rise and the song drifts
Away
Into the sky
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