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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