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All the small boats on the water aren't going anywhere
Surely, they must be loaded with more than simple matter
Floating on top and gracefully tending to the same pole
All the small boats on the water, going nowhere

Is it true that none of them will ever break free and sail?
Feel the night is made of rocks, the stagnant mass
Is it true that none of them will ever break free and sail?
Break free from the stagnant boats
Left in obscurity, left in obscurity

All the faces with their eyes closed giving a smile, weightless
Like a body that would vacate to its own light

Is it true that none of these contented, happy faces will not ever hear a cry, won't hear a cry?
Is it true that none of these contented, happy faces will not ever hear a cry?
Filled with love, not with desire
Love, not desire

All the small boats on the water aren't going anywhere
Surely, they must be loaded with more than simple matter
Floating on top and gracefully tending to the same pole
All the small boats on the water, going nowhere

Is it true that none of them will ever break free and sail?
Break free from the stagnant boats, left in obscurity...

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