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I suppose I could have stopped it As the boat went through pitch and roll As the timbers underneath them cracked And then they splintered As they slowly lost their fight As they struggled As their bones filled up with cold I could have saved them all the trouble As they fought with sail and rope Their hands all raw and bloodied Burning with the salt If I’d just mentioned, it was more than likely This unfortunate turn of the weather Was more or less my fault I could have told them not to bother At shouting at the dark At cursing at the howling wind All those angry words All that bravado All that pointless hope All that wasted spark I would have saved them all from drowning In this the cruellest of all seas If only I’d just have said Stop fighting give it up Throw me overboard Save yourselves Because the storm It's meant for me
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 4:24 PM UTC
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I suppose I could have stopped it As the boat went through pitch and roll As the timbers underneath them cracked And then they splintered As they slowly lost their fight As they struggled As their bones filled up with cold I could have saved them all the trouble As they fought with sail and rope Their hands all raw and bloodied Burning with the salt If I’d just mentioned, it was more than likely This unfortunate turn of the weather Was more or less my fault I could have told them not to bother At shouting at the dark At cursing at the howling wind All those angry words All that bravado All that pointless hope All that wasted spark I would have saved them all from drowning In this the cruellest of all seas If only I’d just have said Stop fighting give it up Throw me overboard Save yourselves Because the storm It's meant for me
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 4:24 PM UTC
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