The night pat murphy died
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I dreamt I saw a woman
Standing by the strand
Waiting for her people
To come in from the land
Waiting there for seven days
She built a fire in the sand
Waiting for her people
To come in from the land
She had the look of a refugee
Hiding in her eyes
And when I tried to talk to her
She answered with a cry
And pointed to the water
Out beyond the harbour line
Where a thousand ships lay waiting
They lay waiting for my sign
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