Les Rêves Canadiens

          Cassandra

          Three blind men
          Led a fisher boy
          To the sea
          Asked him what he saw
          What could he say

          One fine day
          Came up to laugh
          He saw us standing
          I could not say hello
          And They could not see

          Tomorrow always
          Rolls these waves
          To me

          I didn't have time to tell
          The wave and swell
          And they will ever be

          As evening fell
          You couldn't tell
          If it were him or me
          I climbed the night by stars
          They couldn't tell
          And I couldn't see.

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