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, when i am gone

then, burn me with their bows



and toss some saving golden ropes to

let us set anchor so far away from this coast

then 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, when i am gone

then, burn me with their bows

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