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Lay me down in a boat and send me over the river.
Slicing the thick morning smog, I will glide on the water.
I will travel in silent darkness all day, and into the night,
Until the stars bright eyes, will awake, to light up the sky.
Under the darkness, under the glass reflection of lies,
I will hear the river singing me her lullabies.
This will be my last trip to nowhere,
this time I’m not coming back,
In soft blue arms of water,
I will stay, in the dark.
Lay me down at the bottom of this river called death,
Can you hear her? She's calling for you. Take a deep breath...