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Come hold me now |
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I am not gone |
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I would not leave you here alone |
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In this dead calm beneath the waves |
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I can still hear those lost boys calling |
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You could not speak |
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You were afraid |
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To take the risk of being left again |
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And so you tipped your hat and waved and then |
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You turned back up the gangway of that steel tomb again |
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And in Mott street in July |
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When I hear those seabirds cry |
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I hold the child |
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The child in the man |
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The child that we leave behind |
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And in Mott street in July |
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When I hear those seabirds cry |
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I hold the child |
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The child in the man |
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The child that we leave behind |
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The spotlight fades |
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The boys disband |
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The final notes lie mute upon the sand |
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And in the silence of the grave |
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I can still hear those lost boys calling |
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We left them there |
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When they were young |
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The men were gone until the west was won |
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And now there's nothing left but time to kill |
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You never took us fishing dad and now you never will |
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And in Mott street in July |
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When I hear those seabirds cry |
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I hold the child |
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The child in the man |
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The child that we leave behind |
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