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Time to lose
Time to mourn
Time to guide this raft on
On through the storm
When counting to ten-thousand
With our eyes closed
I'm sure that island's on the other side
A blink away
Don't shrink away
I offer you my flask
No strings attached
Just knock it back
And count your blessings
Yes you've found me
I'm your bounty
I'm the prize so take me proudly
Don't open up your eyes
Don't play with knots or say the wrong thing
I'm the captain of this ship
It goes where I decide
I make the rules
I write the script
Our mystery trip
God's mercy on an open sea
And all the stars are falling
Yes all the stars are falling
Falling
Backwards: Falling