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I’m getting up though I don’t have the legs

Or an idea of what I’m about to do

Blow out that candle flaring in your eyes

Like no sailor would do

You and your dead sailors

Your conscience claims

Sitting here hoarse and warm

You and your dead favorites

Consequence claimes

So not here drunk and warm

You and your dead sailors

You and your double lives

Down in flames in some bar

The river’s fenced off where we used to go

When the bars closed or the money ran out

They’re building apartments there

They’ll be a lovely view

For the lucky few

I guess no one cares about sailors in this bar

I guess I collect trivia the way you collect tar

But please humor me

And all those lost at sea

The river’s fenced off where we used to go

When the bars closed or the money ran out

They’re building apartments there

They’ll be a lovely view

For the lucky few

The river’s fenced off where the wind used to sting my eyes

And I would cry like sailors do

You said the stars get brighter

Just a little ways out of the city

I said there it’d be too easy, far too easy

You said «too easy?»

And shook your head in disbelief

What a complaint

You and your dead sailors

You and your double lives

Down in flames in some bar

The river’s fenced off where the wind used to sting my eyes

And I would cry like sailors do

They’re building apartments there

They’ll be a lovely view

For the lucky few

Me and your dead sailors

We’ve got one complaint

Can’t you just ask for a match?

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