Lower Dens — Tea Lights

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On the high seas,
I’m the north wind.

In the lighthouse,
The eclipse.

I hear you cry to no one in particular,
«Bury us with our ships.»

Tea-Lights in the sand
Tea-Lights in the sand.

Tea-Lights in the sand.
Tea-Lights in the sand.