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There's no earthly way of knowing which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're rowing or which way the river's flowing
Is it raining? Is it snowing? Is a hurricane a blowing?
Not a spec of light is showing so the danger must be growing
Are the fires of Hell a glowing? Is the grizzly reaper mowing?YES!!!
The danger must be growingfor the rowers keep on rowingand they're certainly not showingany signs that they are slowing!!!
Stop the boat
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