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I wake and I miss the sea
What can I miss of the ether?
I sleep and I wish for not a thing at all.
But the rest of the rest that will take me
The rest of the rest that will take me,
Breathe air.

Now, which of these things, mother,
Will give the dustless age?
For none of them was or will be,
But they're all given, find me.

(Can you breathe?)

Now, which of these things, mother,
Will give the dustless age?
For none of them was or will be,
But they're all given, find me.

I wake and I miss the sea,
What can I miss of the ether?
I sleep and I wish for not a thing at all.
But the rest of the rest that will take me
The rest of the rest that will take me.

Now, which of these things, mother,
Will give the dustless age?
(Breathe air)
For none of them was or will be,
But they're all given, find me.

The sea, the air, the earth are not a thing at all
The sea, the air, the earth are not a thing at all
But the rest of rest of
The sea, the air, the earth are not a thing at all
But the rest of the rest of
The sea, the air, the earth are not a thing at all