الكلمات الأصلية
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Black freighter regale
Is lost in fog
Moving testament
To all that’s lost
And I try to close my palm
Don’t stumble
Don’t idle
God willing we’ll get through this
Just more things that won’t be missed
Economy of scale
An evening in decline
A cigarette unwinds
One moment just passes through
All time leaves is me and you
