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By the tyranny of science, I will stake my claim. In the economy of time, by its currency. In the currents of the sea, I will leave your arms. By the echo of your breath, by your jaw bone hands, by the quarters of your heart, by the halves of your head. On the highways of your veins, I will leave your arms. In the dark foreboding deep, I will make my way. On the crest of a great wave. On the fins of a blue whale. As a ship setting sail, I will leave your arms.

In a tower to the skies, built by blasphemy. By this fire in the night, leading us to the Red Sea. In this sweet familiar way, I will leave your arms.

In the haze of a fire, you rose again, hemmed in the robes of a government. God was hidden in a poor man. God was living in the bone you snapped. Either way, you’ve got to deal with the truth.

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from Newfoundland, released November 1, 2010

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