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Peace
The ward he offers me
A pack of cigarettes
They aren’t his and yet
I feel it coming on
I feel it coming on
A sense of welling grief
And though they ‘re serving samovar
Somehow I’d rather be up
In an airplane
Above the archipelago
I stuttered in my armour
In an airplane
Above the archipelago
Now I see where you grew up
And the murderer in me
Please
The blanket and the sheets
The leaves the gardner rakes
Are articles of faith
The company believes I’m running derelict around these foreign streets
The colonel knows I want to crack his head for taking me up
In an airplane
Above the archipelago
I stuttered in my armour
In an airplane
Above the archipelago
Now I see where you grew up
And the murderer in me
They said there was an ice age
Forty thousand years ago
Incidents of road rage
Warring on the streets below
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