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Send some friendboats made from wood bones For all that I have known has rowed away from this coast And carve me a mask from the safety of their decks And make me a dress from their masts For I have never known such missing of that breaking water No, I have never known such missing of that breaking water No, I have never known, such missing of that breaking water So when I go, please when I am gone When I go, please whem I am gone Burn me with their bows Toss some saving golden ropes to Let us set anchor so far away from this coast And close off this darkness with curtains of sails And cast it forever into the chests of the whales For I have never known such missing of that breaking water No, I have never known such missing of that breaking water No, I have never known, such missing of that breaking water So when I go, please when I am gone When I go, please whem I am gone Burn me with their bows From Letras Mania