Now as the early light is catching the folds
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Black lace and satin wrapped, wrapped up against her face
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She turns her frozen steps that break the frost and cold
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Beyond the misty bay, still sleeping to the east
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"too many miles", she hears the seabirds call
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her captain's ship, she waits for Wind and Sail
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Below the breaking point the tide will ebb and fall
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The storm is silent now, as silent as the dawn
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Above the rocks and cliffs she watches all the while
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She waits for distant sails that never will return
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"too many miles", she hears the seabirds call
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her captain's ship, she waits for Wind and Sail
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Below the breaking point the tide will ebb and fall
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The storm is silent now, as silent as the dawn
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"too many miles", she hears the seabirds call
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her captain's ship, she waits for Wind and Sail
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Wind And Sail
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| Icehouse |
