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WHERE Where the waves are tall as houses and the rocks are sharp as teeth, Where the beetling cliff falls sheerly to the seething sea beneath, There the dreadful Captain Thunder revels with his wicked crew, With his wicked wrecking crew. It's a dumb thing, it's a rum thing, how we're all a part of something, Everyone's a part of something. I'm a part of you. Where the gibbet at the crossroads points a finger to the moon, Where the wind across the heather gurgles like an old bassoon, There the lovestruck Billy Saintly gallops to the rendezvous, To the final rendezvous. It's a dumb thing, keep-you-mum thing, how we're all a part of something, Everyone's a part of something. I'm a part of you. Where the great Canadian plains roll westward to the blue Pacific, Where the rattler writes across the dust his fatal hieroglyphic, There the feathered Blackfoot hunt the bison and the caribou, Stately-stepping caribou. It's a dumb thing, suck-your-thumb thing, how we're all a part of something, Everyone's a part of ...