LIQUID VISION
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FOREIGN HARBOURS
Through the murkiest of waters you would never hesitate to swim
In budding innocence a breath of sweeter air it did me bring
Once so green so green so green around the gills
No chasm dark enough to hinder you from plunging headlong in
Today the crystal pool has clouded little left to say
We navigate through murky waters poles poles poles apart
I cannot change the way that time has played a hand in forming this our fate
Nor trim the weeds that clog and choke the flow once pure
Shored up shored up shored up in foreign harbours now
Docked in at quays from which there can be no escape
Each to our not so supple virtue we do cling
From foreign harbours we each seek seek seek the final word
Oh foreign harbours now
In truth our legacy will have the final say
Time she’ll show whether they’ll sink or they will swim
We bear the scars of those before us
A procession without end
A silver chord that binds nobility to sin
Shored up shored up shored up in foreign harbours now
Docked in at quays from which there can be no escape
Each to our not so supple virtue we do cling
From foreign harbours we each seek seek seek the final word
Oh foreign harbours now
Shored up shored up shored up in foreign harbours now
Docked in at quays from which there can be no escape
Each to our oh so brittle versions do we cling
From foreign harbours we still seek seek seek the final word
Oh foreign harbours now
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