a billion words ago
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the sailors disappeared
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a story for the children
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to rock them back to sleep
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a million burning books
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like torches in our hands
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a fabric of ideals
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to decorate our homes
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a thousand generations
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the soil on which we walk
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a mountain of mistakes
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for us to climb for pleasure
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a hundred clocks are ticking
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the line becomes a circle
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spin the wheel of fortune
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or learn to navigate
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a choir full of longing
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will call our ships to port
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the countless lonely voices
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like whispers in the dark
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a second of reflection can
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take you to the moon
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the slightest hesitation can
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bring you down in flames
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a single spark of passion
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can change a man forever
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a moment in a lifetime
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is all it takes to break him
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a fraction of a heartbeat
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made us what we are
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a brother and a sister
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for better or for worse
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a billion words ago
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they sang a song of leaving
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an echo from the chorus
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will call them back again
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a choir full of longing¡¦
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tonight we light the fires
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we call our ships to port
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tonight we walk on water
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and tomorrow we'll be gone
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Call The Ships To Port
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| Covenant |
