I am the manifest sound of the string
been shaking since the sea knew the sand
A son of the sea just as happy as he, caught up quick by that withering fire
The heat oh the heat unimaginably sweet
and the cooling that follows so fine
As the first ten to the negative fifty and three
Passes as if suddenly someone said “Let there be…”
Here comes everyone
Here comes everyone
The once and forever, eventual king
looks so handsome as his body floats by
Shouldn’t be too much longer and the rain will repeat
so that soon he returns to the sky
I’ll obey and I’ll roll in the contracting flow
as if living for that long is fine
Watching over and over, the catch and release
as the tens to the fifties roll by
Here comes everyone
Here comes everyone
I am the manifest sound of the string
in the boat that he lays in to die
Son of the sea just as sure as he
When he said ‘I’ll be back in a little while’
Here comes everyone
Here comes everyone

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