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Get rid of the ocean |
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If you ever wanna see me again |
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Our shores are separated |
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With or without a boat |
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And you know that nothing lasts forever |
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And depending on the weather |
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I'm a changer |
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And I know that if |
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November had been deader |
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If we'd hidden a bit better |
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We'd be strangers |
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And this breeze blew in |
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With a glitch in the tide |
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Disguised as storm free |
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Begging you please to take a ride |
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Well soften your sails and take a ride |
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Open your wings and let her fly |
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And I can't see the point sometimes |
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You're a rock, |
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I'm a gull |
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Might be okay to stay if you could hold me |
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But you got no way to do so |
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And you know |
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That as the water rises |
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Possible perch shrinks in size |
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And I'll take off |
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And this breeze blew in |
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With a glitch in the tide |
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Disguised as storm free |
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Begging you please to take a ride |
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Well soften your sails and take a ride |
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Open the wings and let her fly |
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And you know that nothing lasts forever |
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And depending on the weather |
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I'm a changer |
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I'm a changer |
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I'm a changer |
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I'm a changer |
