transience (not transients)

I’m in transit
Floating stranded on this boat
And I pledge myself allegiance
To a better night sleep at home

And the sweet, sweet sun’s comin’ down
Hard, the sun’s comin’ down
Hard, it burns the bones
So hold a hand for cover
Hold a hand for cover
Hold a hand for cover from harm
-TT

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