We should have hugged the harbour
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Avoiding all disaster
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Horizon gone from view
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The lights were friends to you
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And all the people who are dear to you
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Are sitting right behind and trusting you
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My trust lies in your precision
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Let us leave this indecision
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You should have hugged the harbour
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Avoiding all disaster
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Horizon gone from view
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The lights were friends to you
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A fundamental lack of understanding
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Will quickly lead you to a fatal landing
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You do not know your up from down you see
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Your inner ear a liability
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And all the people who are dear to you
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Are sitting right behind and trusting you
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My trust lies in your precision
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Let us leave this indecision
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So with this point of view
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I pick a bone with you
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I take a firm hand
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A pointless reprimand
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A fundamental lack of understanding
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Will quickly lead you to a fatal landing
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When the darkness met you
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Your usual knowing left you
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You're just not qualified
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To choose the night to fly
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You do not know your up from down you see
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Your inner ear a liability
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I met a man and he said this to me
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"It's only with the heart that we can see"
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But I confess I have to disagree
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I'll put my faith in physicality
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If you wish to still romanticize
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I give my word I will not criticize
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But I will draw the line when in the skies
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Let's leave the indecision
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The tired cynicism
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My trust is in precision
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When off the ground
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Oh, will you hug the harbour?
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Don't make it any harder
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A case of mind and matter
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Just leave the heart to barter
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A fundamental lack of understanding
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Will quickly lead you to a fatal landing
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There is knowing why you thought you could
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Contend in such an eagle altitude
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With such a violent force you came to rest
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A fatal failure to a final test
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My trust lies in your precision
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Hug The Harbour
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| Emma Pollock |
