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I see a Mansard Roof through the trees
I see a salty message written in the eves
The ground beneath my feet
We are garbage and concrete
And now the tops of buildings
I can see them, too
I see a Mansard Roof through the trees
I see a salty message written in the eves
The ground beneath my feet
We are garbage and concrete
And now the tops of buildings
I can see them, too
The Argentines collapse in defeat
The admiralty surveys the remnants of the fleet
The ground beneath their feet
Is a nautically map sheet
As thin as paper
While it slips away from you
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