Erie mansion in the mist
on a seaside cliff
Looking out upon the tide
upon the wind
the seagulls ride.

Erie mansion in the mist
are you really there?
Amid the crash of breaking surf,
and rocky islands
with little turf.

Your windows mirror the tumult
of the ocean's mighty force.
Is that where you come from?
From its very source?

The fog obscures,
I do not see!
But what am I?
What can you be?

Out by the foggy, foggy sea,
out in the mists,
the mists
are we!


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