All along the outer banks
Washing up from streams and lakes
On the mighty panama you fall
The tree’s own residents reply
And blaze across the eastern sky
To form a flock the tailwind pushes on
Dredge along the harbor lines
Deep inside the canyon mines
That caught the blood and sweat you left behind
Hush the screaming gears that grind
Silence all the fears that bind
Leave your labor on the other side
So we forge the night
In jet-set paradise
It’s so Byzantine
To leave our remnants for the king
Sinking boats with water log
Weakened shouts in heavy fog
Spark a fire and light this water up
Straight through luminescent crown
Are fields of trees on solid ground
You belong, we all belong right here
You belong, we all belong right here
So we forge the night
Under the harbor lights
And quench the firing lines
That leave us bleeding ‘till there's
No more war to fight
No epic battle cries
It’s so byzantine
To leave our remnants for the king
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