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Shall we follow shall we followshall we find another dayblind old explorers pretending to staygales and galleons are drawing them awaylies unspokenthe day is broken anywayShall we bury shall we buryshall we hide it undergroundours are no roots to be cherished or foundjungles grow before the man who looks aroundcoffins tokenthe day is broken anywayGive me your anchor-armlet us be one among twoblown down corridors longShall we linger shall we lingershall we revel at the feastbold bright-eyed saints now the weeping has ceasedbless the bluer skies whose storms havebeen releasedbreak your token!the day is broken anyway! From Letras Mania