Sometimes I feel like a twig floating down a stream
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Don't know where it's going
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Don't know what it means
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And that stream always ends up at the sea
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And it's strange, as this is where I wanna be
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And I know I'll find those of my kind
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To share these words and rhyme
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Sometimes I feel like a fish in the sea
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And I realise that we're all already here with me
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And as I stand on the edge of the world
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And I look into your eyes
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I realise you're still there
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I thought you'd gone, like the windblown leaves
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Then I remember in Zabrze
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Chile and in Poland our homeland
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Dzien dobry, jak sie mamy
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I was scared I wouldn't see you again
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I just couldn't see how
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But from an acorn grows an oak
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I should know that by now
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So I stand on the edge of the world
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And I look into your eyes
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And I realise
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That this was never meant to end
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And I can now call you my friends
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Sometimes I feel like a twig in a stream
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Don't know where it's going
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Don't know what it means
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And I know I'll find some peace of mind
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And I will always be back some day
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And as I travel the far points of the earth
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I will keep you in my mind
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Sometimes I feel like a twig in a stream
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Heading out to sea
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It's then I know I'll never be alone
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It's then I know I'm home
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The Edge Of The World
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| Pendragon |
