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The old pipe

In old hands

Old voices

Out of tune

Salty throats

Sun painted faces

Old moon

To old sky

Coming down

To kiss this sea town

Old wood

Old stone

Echoes with

Hollow pain

The old tavern

Filled with old friends

Ancient fire

Warming hands

Everyone filled

With old spirits

Sounded sight

On this old old night