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    To Kxzzyxin Sea

    We waved from the gangplank
    And they replied from the deck
    Unaware that this would be
    The last time they'd be seen

    It seems really bright
    To be seven o'clock

    Waving from railings
    On the tall dock

    Not calm or collected
    Watching them go

    Triumphant collective
    Coming back, we know

    Fading into distance the ship
    Soon disappears
    Clutching others' hands
    Wishing we were there and not here

    Carefree together
    Some sort of tranquil

    All properly dressed
    And improperly thankful

    Coming along
    To cheer on from the dock

    All the brave few who
    Set out to nock

    In our brave new world
    There's nothing left to see
    Nothing left to see
    Of the land we've whorled

    Following fleets
    Out to the blue sea

    Stopping to look
    At the unknown trees

    Off of the coast
    Of exotic locations

    Where the ships went
    We'll never see the face of

    Caught in cloth's cradle
    Rippling on a mast
    Off now in star's ladle
    Into unknown cast
    Our bold

    We were on the pier
    In our old world
    From that last landing
    Our wishes were clear

    All of the people
    Watching them leave

    Were crisp with the thought
    Of the fleet returning

    Year after year
    We would wait and watch

    To see if our ship
    Had found what it sought

    Without rest
    Went so many nights
    Searching the horizon
    For our brave ship's crest

    A heroic endeavor
    First drafted from

    A lust to see
    What our world could become

    All of the people
    Watching them leave

    Dreamed of the tales
    That they might bring

    From lighthouses
    Looking all the while
    Where hotter than a fire
    Water's light was doused in

    Speculated wonders
    Might be found by the men

    Shouting their findings
    Every where and when

    Telling stories of things
    And the flags they staked

    A lonely legacy left
    In their lulling wake