Once upon a time there was an ocean
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But now it's a mountain range
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Something unstoppable set into motion
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Nothing is different, but everything's changed
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It's a dead end job, and you gets tired of sittin'
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And it's like a nicotine habit you're always thinking about quittin'
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I think about quittin' every day of the week
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When I look out my window it's brown and it's bleak
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Outta here
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How am I gonna get outta here?
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I'm thinking outta here
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When am I gonna get outta here?
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And when will I cash in my lottery ticket
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And bury my past with my burdens and strife?
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I want to shake every limb in the garden of Eden
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And make every love the love of my life
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I figure that once upon a time I was an ocean
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But now I'm a mountain range
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Something unstoppable set into motion
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Nothing is different, but everything's changed
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Found a room in the heart of the city, down by the bridge
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Hot plate and TV and beer in the fridge
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But I'm easy, I'm open, that's my gift
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I can flow with the traffic, I can drift with the drift
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Home again?
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Naw, never going home again
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Think about home again?
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I never think about home
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But then comes a letter from home
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The handwriting's fragile and strange
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Something unstoppable set into motion
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Nothing is different, but everything's changed
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The light through the stained glass was cobalt and red
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And the frayed cuffs and collars were mended by haloes of golden thread
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The choir sang, "Once Upon A Time There Was An Ocean"
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And all the old hymns and family names came fluttering down as leaves of emotion
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As nothing is different, but everything's changed
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Once Upon A Time There Was An Ocean
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| Paul Simon |
