Farewell Plymouth, your morning
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Cold and grey
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Is painting shadows on my thoughts
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And we¡¯re bound for Norway
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Joseph I know you¡¯re trusting me to see you right
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And I know you can¡¯t stand the fighting
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For one more night
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Joseph the mud gives way to coral somewhere
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And the hours of light they last and last
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We¡¯ll see no hostile flag then from craft unknown
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We will have grown free from sighing
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Singing the dolphin through
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Singing the dolphin through
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Singing the dolphin through
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Still waters
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Singing the Dolphin
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| Mike Heron |
