I see you... in a velvet robe,
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I feel you... from across the wave
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I hear you... calling me
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Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women.
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And calling children
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Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women.
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Calling. Calling!
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My people! Now hear the News:
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No more room when the Ark is full
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And it seems like every path leads down to nowhere (Well, what can I say?)
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From now on no easy way,
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And for some of us there ain’t no way at all
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‘tis like a Midsummer Night's Dream
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Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women.
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And calling children
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Deep waters... Calling men. Calling women.
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Calling. Calling!
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Drifting... Now you’ve set yourself a-drifting...
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Towards the sea...
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Drifting... With the stream of consciousness now drifting...
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Towards the sea...
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Drifting... drifting... like a long and silent river you are...
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You are... you are a-drifting.
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Drifting! Drifting!
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For life's too long and life's too short and you are a-drifting...
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You’re drifting away - You've set yourself astray...
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Deep Waters
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| The Black League |
