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Last night I think I lived a thousand years, Caught wind of the soft song of passing winds. Swam past the seas and met a school of fish. Joined class they said to keep a weather eye. Keep a weather eye out. That sound that pulled me out, got louder still. Till salt and sea became a vacuum’s mouth. But turned off into a darkened room. Which was all void and smelled of stale sea air, I said, my oh my, where on earth am I? I’ve been swallowed whole, Now a passenger in the belly of fate. (fate, yeah, fate, oh) Last night I traveled without eyes or ears, Sat idle in the womb of elder’s dance. From sailing to the Isle of White, Hostage in the mouth of myth. I said, my oh my, where on earth am I? I’ve been swallowed whole, Now a passenger in the belly of fate. |