I like men who are what can
Sitting on the banks of rivers
They watch it go into the sea
The pieces of wood, the old things
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It puts a look in their eyes
To know that everything goes to sea
The young girl softened by evenings of glass
Boats, war planes
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The crumbling walls of the world
Go away, our beautiful blonde childhoods
Edith, Nylon, swimmers in reverse
Smells on the railways
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I love the regretters of yesterday
br/>Who find that everything we gain, we lose
Who would like to change the direction of rivers
Rediscover in the light
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Finding the first things
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