The sea
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Holds its many hands to me
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And takes me
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To places where I want to be
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My dreams
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Many fathoms far below
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Like this
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The pattern of my life will flow
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Distant horizon
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Melts in the sun
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Turn and turn away
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Feel the end of day
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Hear the saddest call
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The stars appear
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I wonder how I'll be next year
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The tide will bring anew
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I hope there'll still be you
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The moon in its sadness
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Loose in the night
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Glowing from above
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Welcome joy and love
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How can it be
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That sun don't see
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A simple truth
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It seems to me
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Clouds obscure the view
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Sea awaits the view
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Now
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The Sea
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