Boys, set your sails, grab your arms,
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Tell the stories you were born to tell
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And tell them well
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My soul, my soul...
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Can you brave the worst of my love?
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Be the ones who testify, not the ones who've given up.
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If you wait 'till stars align, you miss the cry
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For history does not bend or ever break towards you and I.
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Boys, set your sails, grab your arms,
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Tell the stories you were born to tell
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And tell them well, my soul,
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Why can't I say that with my whole, my whole heart?
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Can you save me from what I've become?
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I waste my time, I waste any good of kingdom come.
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When the painted dark arrives, I come to find
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We're not learning how to live, we're just learning how to die.
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Boys, set your sails, grab your arms,
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Tell the stories you were born to tell
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And tell them well, my soul,
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Why can't I say that with my whole, my whole heart?
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My heart,
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My whole heart,
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My heart,
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My whole heart,
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My heart,
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My whole heart,
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My heart.
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Boys, set your sails, grab your arms,
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Tell the stories you were born to tell
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And tell them well, my soul,
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Why can't I say that with my whole, my whole heart?
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Boys, set your sails, grab your arms,
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Tell the stories you were born to tell
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And tell them well, my soul,
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Why can't I say that with my...
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Boys, set your sails, grab your arms,
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Tell the stories you were born to tell
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And tell them well, my soul,
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Why can't I say that with my whole, my whole heart?
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The Raconteur
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| The Wedding |
