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I have no coin, old man,
but please don’t leave me
on this side of the river
to wander in despair…
Ferry me over, across the river-dead,
to the shores, where my soul
could rest in silence and find peace -
away from living horrors.
Don’t drown me on the dry land,
don’t burry me in the darkened sea!
Ferry me, where the truth is,
where my love has settled free.