where respect is made of action
skills turned to reals
we are the makers
we screen our days in technicolor realtime
no dress rehearsals casting curtain call cattle
let me have my two
second chances notwithstanding
not for standing down from
let us rise and fall
tie the tides to weights
no man i land onward, angel - home
look! marvelous the undertow
let us go and sow the shallows
we ourselves will turn the current past
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