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The Ship

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"The hour is thin Trafalgar Square is calm birds and cold black dark the final famine of a wicked sun and the web that died yesterday I was a hard-copy version I turned my eyes directly to hate then, the hammer of toil tired with what the world has yet brought forth with the women waving at war and the news that war is faith filled with tremendous cheering leaping and night-rings ding dang and gongs who did not feel any purpose? "The phoenix broods, serene, above the moment you are fighting for, I wonder what destiny we waste-away our hours and darken beneath the velvet of a strong optimism Britain's most fateful hour is spun copy this point on a gong choirs, like bells, like a national truce and the new sun, where the air is something new men dream of a swell so high endeavour to get through the lies and the bees to find something that historians can rake out of the drums and all that colour and savagery boom, the dark and the web that died yesterday The phoenix broods, serene, above the tower of time not enough boats he admitted without shame that he had entered into the dreams of the named addressee in the velvet of war well, lad, you've taken my heart away I shall miss the grin of the cold, black sea before ever there was writing, they were taking up stones to hurl at last stroke but nobody looked back there were soldiers, there was a cradle "The universe is required please notify the sun." - Fickle Sun (ii) The Hour Is Thin, Brian Eno, from the album The Ship, 2016

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