We sing our song
The ocean bed
It cruises still
I count my broken thoughts
At will
To condemn the martyrs
That summer fades
Do we gently rearrange
A simple thought
For slender minds
A battered heart
A sullen cry
Even where the wounds
Are kept
That was the day
I easily slept
Who count the sun
Chorus the sky
It's many steps
A winking eye
We blink
And champion
Those in vain
For all our dreams
Are lost in rain
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