Well the coal-black sea waits for me-me-me
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the coal-black sea waits forever
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The waves hit the shore, crying more-more-more
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but the coal-black sea waits forever
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The tornados come up the coast they run
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hurricanes rip the sky forever
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Through the weathers change, the sea remains the same
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the coal-black sea waits forever
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There are ashes spilt through collective guilt
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people rest at sea forever
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Since they burnt you up, collect you in a cup
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for you the coal-black sea has no terror
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Will your ashes float like some foreign boat
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or will they sink absorbed forever
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Will the Atlantic Coast, have its final boast
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nothing else contained you ever
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Now the coal-black sea waits for me-me-me
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the coal-black sea waits forever
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When I leave this joint at some further point
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the same coal-black sea will it be waiting
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Cremation - Ashes To Ashes
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| Lou Reed |
