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Read about Seymour yesterday
In the news that found its way
To where I sleep and seek to be
Where I am, I hear, I see, oh
Read about Seymour in my mind
Window stacks across the blinds
The lightnin' tower on Pyre Hill
I wonder where I'll find my fill, oh
Why can't I look out?
I don't look out
Don't look out
I don't look out
Read about Seymour, look my way
Feel him near day after day
All cutlass and alone, alas
The spirit sank like mournin' glass, oh
Read about Seymour yesterday
In the news that found its way
To where I sleep and seek to be
Where I am, I hate to see
I don't look out
I don't look out
I don't look out
I don't look out
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