On a ship to nowhere
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On a dark and tranquil sea
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I¡¯m sinking with a cargo
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Of the things that cannot be
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On the far horizon
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the final sunsets fall
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And Tuesday becomes Wednesday
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Becomes any day at all
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Everything we do
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Nothing remains true
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I am frightened I¡¯m a liar
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And I¡¯m tortured by desire
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Every single day
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In all the simple ways
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I am torn apart inside
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by the things I¡¯ve tried to hide
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down the dusty roads we go
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And down the leafy lanes
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And down the long and winding road
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The landscape stays the same
|
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Everything we do
|
Nothing remains true
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I am frightened I¡¯m a liar
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And I¡¯m tortured by desire
|
Every single day
|
In all the simple ways
|
I am torn apart inside
|
by the things I¡¯ve tried to hide
|
|
Everything we do
|
Nothing remains true
|
I am frightened I¡¯m a liar
|
And I¡¯m tortured by desire
|
Every single day
|
In all the simple ways
|
I am torn apart inside
|
by the things I¡¯ve tried to hide
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THE BLACK SEA
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| OMD |
