Three hours from sundown, Jeremy flies, hoping to keep the sun from his eyes.
East from the city and down to the cave in search of a master, in search of a slave.
Three hours from London, Jacomo's free, taking his woes down to the sea.
In search of a lifetime to tell when he's home, in search of a story that's never been known.
Three hours from speaking, everyone's flown, not wanting to be seen on their own.
Three hours is needed to leave from them all, three hours to wonder and three hours to fall.
Three hours from sundown, Jeremy flies, hoping to keep the sun from his eyes.
East from the city and down to the cave in search of a master, in search of a slave.
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