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Where she collapses into the shore,
Pump her like product and ask her for more.
There a man lay dying in ice.
Gasket had busted and pinned him like a vice.

As the sun sank into repose,
A friend knelt and listened
To his dying words as he froze:

"Tell my love don't mourn too intense
I'm going down to a great good expense
Now all the air is quiet and still
Wish I was back home on that knell in the hill

Don't think I won't try
When I close my eyes
Wherever the people will drive
That's where I will survive

All of my friends, my enemies too
Live in the shadows of the dirtiest fuel
Burns the land and its people to ruin
While wind's always whistling an infinite tune

Don't think I won't try
When I close my eyes
Wherever the people will drive
I swear I will be live

Don't think I won't try
When I close my eyes
Wherever the people will drive
I swear I will be live
I swear I will be live
I swear I will be live
I swear I will be live
I swear I will be live"

"Now so long," he whispered softly
Closing his eyelids and his face turning grey.

When the workers cleaned up the spill
Sent the man home to his knell in the hill.

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