That was as far as the tide came in
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I remember the starfish and the wails of the sirens then
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We replaced the tridents, embraced Poseidon
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And discovered ourselves living on an island
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We flow like water across the lost city
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Chalk prophecies and washed off graffiti
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In continents
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Trade off for payoff
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And high concepts then lost to chaos
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Many tales radiate from one nexus
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Defending a dream of a new directive
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A call from the deep sums up a notion
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The day when the people bum rushed the ocean
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From the beaches they ran to meet the day after
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Underneath the waves won't repeat the same chapter
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Knew what they had to do
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That which creates life has power to take it right back
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Fucking with the icecaps
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We've gotta push the tide back
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We can survive collapse if we don't get sidetracked
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If we visualize living underwater hidden by prisms
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Countries fall but people transition if one for all we live in that vision
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Hundred dollar bill origami
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Balloon inflation new world economy
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We float on tsunami to global warming
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We need structures to control what's coming
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Corporate monopolies obsolete
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The philosophy leaves us lost at sea
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But from Marwar to Cochabamba
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We are the warriors that won't get conquered
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'Cause rising tides drown all villages
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Divided fighters succumb to pillage
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Rescuers whatever your latitude
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It's time to pioneer a new world attitude
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Put local cycles first we're Global Islanders with nothing left to plunder
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From the beaches they ran to meet the day after
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Underneath the waves won't repeat the same chapter
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Knew what they had to do
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(Alert the law alternate nations train in the streets
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Act to limit all non-transparent industries so
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We must defend Atlantis
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Anchor the land and never transform into seas
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Assets to liquify all netted toxic indices so
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We must defend Atlantis)
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For centuries human beings have pursued the meaning of Atlantis
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Central to their teaching is that it's existence answers man's essential questions
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Much like the feeding of the 5,000
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Even if the facts aren't accurate the story's magic is alive
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Of utmost importance to convert the impertinent
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Atlantis holds the answer to man's ills at their most pertinent
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Aspersions easily dispersed when I certainly answer
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The most diverse aversions when I firstly channel _
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Is this all that you hold
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For a warriors role
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The ground shakes
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You claim my country not my soul
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I fought I toiled, for the lost in the waves I will not tire
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I die no slave
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If the seas my grave
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I sleep with my city
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My people my oath
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My shame my city is that
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I cannot save my city
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From waves that claim you
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And curse the gods who can't explain
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Who to blame
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At the end of the reign
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Heed me
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The season passes Atlas
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His keeps in the sediment
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Failing monumentally
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And leaving no monuments to see
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Only sea to shining sea
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(Assess the loss as new tidal inundations surface
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Amidst the legions are now thousands in starfish
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We must defend Atlantis
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As the land acquiesces no tears in sympathy
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Address the legacy and never treat it separately
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Access telepathy last as neverending transcendency)
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And survival hinged on an attempt by the humble
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And the sirens wailed as the empire crumbled
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With nothing left to plunder corporations drowned
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Waves clapped like thunder and stormed the gates with sound
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Forming a new nation now
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As the icecaps melted water levels rose
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We raised our hands together and made the levees hold
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Heals in the sand we revealed the depths below
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The population of starfish exploded from the ocean
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Survival we unified to focus on
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And the voices were many but we spoke as one
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As the tale was retold we multiplied
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And swelled across the faultlines to halt the tide
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We let the altars die to keep our pulse alive
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And from the barren wastelands of naked trash
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We stitched together a shelter from fallen nation's flags
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And chose to build a future from an ancient past
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The crowns of thorns was worn we put the tritons down
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We found new forms of anchors deep inside the ground
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The world is an island now
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