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Oh, you whistle down the wind
When you needle the dark with your
you're firing volleys of words in an arc
When you're snuffing out all that's still

And a droplet
From the eye
like a wave
That slowly overruns all of your
And slips the
off your eyes
You alone
A that's dragging us all in its wake

And you the lights

I
You're in the now
And you to the water's embrace
And you lie a stone on the banks, giving out
As it carries off all of our

I that sound
I know what it
I it feels
Like all the of a battery trained
Right at eyes

it's real
Because it
A thread of unraveling days

Your tongue
Your light

But hold sound
it all the way

And put down the

The night is
But is spinning out stars in its wake
And that stubborn
Pools in your
and nacreous, baby
The milk of
And