HE WAS NAMED NINETEENHUNDRED 'TD'
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IN THE SHIP`S BELLY LIES HIS CRADLE
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HAD NO BIRTHDAY AND NO LAND OF HOME
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THE OCEAN HAS NO BOUNDS
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VIRGINIAN SOUNDS
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AND HE FACED THE WORLD FROM INSIDE
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THE BALL-ROOM OF SPLENDID SKIES
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AND ON THE GRAND PIANO
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HIS HANDS LIGHT AS BUTTERFLIES
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HE PLAYED FOR THE RICH AND FOR THE POOR
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THRILLING THE HEARTS OF ALL
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THE WORLD COULD HAVE BEEN BENEATH HIS FEET
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SEARCHING THE CALL
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THE VOICE OF THE SEA
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OLD CHANDELIER TELLS A STORY
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OLD PIANO STILL ECHOES IN HERE
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OLD SHIP LIES RUSTED IN THE PORT
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AND THE BEST YEARS FADE AWAY
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THE SPLENDOUR HAS GONE
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NOT WHAT HE SAW COULD HOLD HIM BACK
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IT WAS WHAT HE DIDN`T SEE
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THERE WAS NO END IN THIS TOWN
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KEYS SO ETERNALLY
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BUT THIS WAS GOD`S PIANO
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HE HEARD ON THE GANGWAY THERE
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HE COULDN`T LEAVE FOREVER
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THE SEA TO SOMEWHERE
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[CHORUS]
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BOW AND STERN
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ALL THE WISHES BETWEEN
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(WISHES TO YEARN)
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THE WORLD OUTSIDE IS A DREAM
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(A LONE DREAM, LONE DREAM)
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AND WHEN THE WHOLE WORLD`S LEAVING
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THE MUSIC WILL ALWAYS STAY
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AND IF A STORY`S WORTH TO TELL
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THE END WILL BE FAR AWAY
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THE FINAL NOTES LIE MUTE UPON THE SAND
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WHEN LAND IS A SHIP TOO BIG
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A WOMAN OUT OF REACH
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A JOURNEY TOO FAR
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A WHIFF TOO STRONG
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HE DIDN`T EXIST FOR ANYONE
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[CHORUS]
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AND IN THIS LONESOME END
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FINAL NOTES LIE MUTE UPON THE SAND
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Centennial Legend
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