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Bring all of the boats in to flee these souls from the flood Bring all of the boats in the magnetic field is to shield us From the lights in the sky that combine And arrive in a cloud clarified I can't say what I saw there At first I was sleeping and now I am floating down the hill And now on a dune where the sound of a white noise is rising It's clawing at my eardrums Dig into the waves Cut out all the ways we used to be Dig into myself And pull out all the organs I don't need We're all up top now and language is losing its edge The seventy two of us speaking in glances and dancing Blur my skin melt my limbs with your scales Blend the fins and the teeth and the tails It's a golden age upon us now From Letras Mania