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Waves roll out |
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Out to sea |
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Tasting the saltwater |
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Tears on her cheek |
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Morning breaks |
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She's not there |
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Who could ever find her? |
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Who would even care? |
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No one heard |
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No one came |
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No angel of mercy |
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Appears to know her name |
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Where is hope |
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When words fail |
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All the colours running |
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Inside when life turns pale |
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In the dock the boats are harboured |
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Where the water's cold and still |
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"Oh life," she cries, "I've lost the will" |
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From the bridge she sees a lifetime |
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Being washed upon the shore |
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"Oh life," she cries, "There must be more" |
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Tides roll in |
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Waters rise |
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Any chance of reason |
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Only clouds her eyes |
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Arms of grace |
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She won't feel |
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All the wounds inside her |
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That time can never heal |
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The city lights shine seaward |
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Swirling in a trance |
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Her eyes upon the water |
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Alone in her last dance |
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From the docks the boats are leaving |
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As she cries into the dawn |
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"Oh life, I'm barely holding on" |
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And she sees her future falling |
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'Til it finds the ocean floor |
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"Oh life," she cries, "There must be more" |
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There must be more |
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And with the early light |
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She'll sail into the clear |
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The winds are all behind her |
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The hour's almost here |
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From the bridge she hears the voices |
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Turn into a roar |
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"Oh life," she cries, "There must be more" |
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On the dock her soul is sinking |
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But her spirit longs to soar |
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"Oh life," she cries, "There must be more" |
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There must be more |
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There must be more |
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Oh life, I'm barely holding on |
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There must be more |
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There must be more |
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Oh life, there must be something more... |