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I see a mansard roof through the trees
I see a salty message written in the eaves
The ground beneath my feet
The hot garbage and concrete
And now the tops of buildings, I can see them too

The Argentines collapse in defeat
The admiralty surveys the remnants of the fleet
The ground beneath their feet
Is a nautically-mapped sheet
As thin as paper
While it slips away from view
I see a mansard roof through the trees  I see a salty message written in the eaves  The ground beneath my feet  The hot garbage and concrete  And now the tops of buildings, I can see them too    The Argentines collapse in defeat  The admiralty surveys the remnants of the fleet  The ground beneath their feet  Is a nautically-mapped sheet  As thin as paper  While it slips away from view