时间：2015-10-23
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Everything Is Connected and Everything Matters(a Temporary Solution to a Permanent Problem) - Empire! Empire! (I Was a Lonely Estate)
(a Temporary Solution to a Permanent Problem)
On a late spring day
When summer began to take shape
You lowered your head to bear an
Uneven compromise
How your voice held steel
Make sharp by the sound of it aloud
You were drunk on each syllable
You could not even hear what it sang
When you were young
You spent your summers in Maine
And stripped of the friends you made
You gorged yourself on frost and Hemingway
When you came back to Michigan
You would walk with words you did not speak
And dress yourself with an air we couldn't reach
So when you go back to Maine
I hope that you stay
Where you have corned truth and beauty
And each borrowed refrain you sing you sing
You sing
Will sound the same
To the lonely lonely sea
