There’s a city, draped in net

Fisherman net

And in the half light, in the half light

It looks like every tower

Is covered in webs

Moving and glistening and rocking

It’s babies in rhythm

As the spider of time is climbing

Over the ruins

There were hundreds of people living here

Sails at the windows

And the planes came crashing down

And many a pilot drowned

And the speed boats flying above

windows
tower
spider
speed
ruins
mother
while
memories
moving
masts
rocking
looks
singing
rhythm
living
people
little
standing
covered
climbing
crashing
pilot
forests
brown
pieces
coral
drowned
boats
above
window
broken
every
filled
planes
holds
hundreds
light
babies
flying
there
fisherman
glistening
house
sails
kitchen
laughing

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