In his boat and through the dark he rowed
Chained to oar and the night and the wind that blowed
Horribly 'round his ears
Under the bridge and into your dreams he soars
While you lie alone in that idea-free sleep of yours
You've been sleeping now for years
And he wants you
Yes, he wants you
And he is straight and he is true
Beneath the hanging cliffs and under the many stars where
He will move, all amongst your tangled hair
And deep into the sea
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