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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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From the dark hill the huddled homes |
| [00:39.11] |
Shine like sequins and sapphires; |
| [00:42.94] |
Families each sealed inside |
| [00:46.59] |
The frail fortress peace of mind requires. |
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A switch is snapped, and the borderline |
| [01:17.56] |
Between night and day is gone, |
| [01:21.35] |
Between shifting sea and firm ground, |
| [01:25.15] |
Between savage and civilisation. |
| [01:28.68] |
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| [02:29.08] |
Sleep guides unseen |
| [02:32.83] |
Into new territory every night; |
| [02:36.55] |
Abandons us to what we keep |
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Enslaved within the hours of light. |
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