I was reading pink lips
of setting sun one day
but now I am watching
across bow of sailing ship
at key west, so beautiful
there's lone pelican flying
searching her shelter soon
beauty night is quiet long
but for me am turning away
towards wide deep blue sea
burning all night candles
trying to fix all troubles
for few shiny silver weights
just to give it away to needy
when am walking rocky road
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