Setting sail, I'm homeward bound
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Full of metaphors and rhymes
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Thought I'd find some refuge on your shores
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Didn't think that you would mind
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You treat me like I'm a patient
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Leave me to my own demise
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Cast me out into an eastern wind
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Throw me to the raging tides
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I've crashed and burned, I guess I'll have to swim
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(No signal on the radio)
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I bail it out, but water's pouring in
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(And I'm yelling in the microphone)
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Mayday, mayday... this ship is gonna sink
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Baby, baby... now, why you gotta be
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So crazy, crazy... won't someone answer me?
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Mayday, mayday, baby
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Mayday, mayday
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Adrift alone on wayward seas
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Try to follow in your wake
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I know I should get back on course
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But it's too dark to navigate
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I never saw it coming
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Oh, I didn't read the signs
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You're a cut and run, I'm on my own
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No, you'll never toe the line
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No land in sight; won't help me if I swim
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(An SOS I'm going down)
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No way to fight against these wicked winds
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(Still I'm screaming in the microphone)
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Mayday, mayday... this ship is gonna sink
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Baby, baby... now, why you gotta be
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So crazy, crazy... won't someone answer me?
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Mayday, mayday, baby
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Mayday, mayday
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I raise my hands to part the sea
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But not even Moses could save me
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As I capsize you stand by
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And salute me in my futile fight
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Here comes a tidal wave to drown me in my sin
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(No signal on the radio)
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I'm overboard, my future's looking grim
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And I'm yelling in the microphone
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Mayday, mayday... this ship is gonna sink
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Baby, baby... now, why you gotta be
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So crazy, crazy... won't someone answer me?
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Mayday, mayday, baby
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Mayday, mayday
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Mayday, mayday, baby
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Mayday, mayday
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Mayday, mayday
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Mayday
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| Amanda Somerville |
