A summer night
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I find a boat
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Tied to a tree
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A normal home
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She lost her string
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I'm stepping in
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I push the shore there
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An act of stealth
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A troubled glad without a voice
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A mountain song, the boat moves on
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The water runs on either side
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The circle swell, a sudden light
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Takes me
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I fix my view
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Upon the ridge
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Horizon's eye
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Above the gray sky
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I tip my oar to raise the stroke
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The wading swan, the image broke
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A looming peak, a pirate size
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Uprears its head, a sudden guise
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Takes me
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Wordsworth's Ridge (For Fran Frike)
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| Sufjan Stevens |
