Watching winter pools take me to the sea
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Carried by the wind sighing feeling free
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On the beach alone seabirds circle there above me
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Lonely winter day makes me want to stay
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There where I belong
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Where I am real, where I can feel sounds of the sea
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Rivers flowing down streaming in the sand
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Shells are tangled in seaweed drifting strands
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Pools of silence stem peace is sounding all around me
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Lonely winter day makes me want to stay
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There where I belong
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Where I am real, where I can feel sounds of the sea
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Sun sets slowly and night returns once more
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Standing by the surf coasting on the shore
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Shadows in the night echoes of the sea inside me
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Lonely winter day makes me want to stay
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There where I belong
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Where I am real, where I can feel sounds of the sea
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SOUNDS OF THE SEA
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