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I viewed in my presence, my hand on my forehead And sighting the liners, of mad merchant seamen In search of the living or the spices of China Lucy walked gently between the damp barrels And shut out my eyes, with the width of her fingers Said she'd guessed the number of bales in the back room While the seagulls were screaming, Lucy was eating Then we hauled up our colors, the way the mother had told us And together we just watched the sails While the seagulls were screaming, Lucy was eating Then we hauled up our colors, the way the mother had told us And together we just watched the sails "Lucy", I said in a passage of cotton kegs "Can we hold hands, I'm sure that it's warmer" Then the gulls ate the crumbs of Lucy's sandwich While the seagulls were screaming, Lucy was eating Then we hauled up our colors, the way the mother had told us And together we just watched the sails