( Hammill ) Still waiting for my saviour, storms tear me limb from limb my fingers feel like seaweed, I'm so far out I'm too far in I am a lonely man / my solitude is true my eyes have borne stark witness and now my nights are numbered too: I've seen the smiles on dead hands the stars shine but they're not for me I prophesy disaster and then I count the cost I shine, but shining, dying, I know that I am almost lost On the table lies blank paper / and my tower is built on stone / I only have blunt scissors / I only have the bluntest home. I've been the witness, and the seal of death lingers in the molten wax that is my head When you see the skeletons of sailing-ship spars sinking low You'll begin to wonder if the points of all the ancients myths are solemnly directed straight at you.
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