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Seattle in the rear view mirror |
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Brooding like the child inside the man |
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I was following the interstate |
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Way up north the father fields Canadian |
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Up above the royal border |
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The King George highway opens to the sky |
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The mountains stand there singing out |
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Filling up my open eyes |
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And I still can see you sleeping |
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In a bed of moonlight seeping |
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And I remember crying |
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Cause I knew the sun was rising |
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Rock deep (I remember crying) |
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Rock deep (cause I knew the sun was rising) |
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All the gusts of English Bay |
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Singing on an ancient radio |
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And a young girl with a burning heart |
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Stares down at the big ships anchored far below |
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And she knows where she is going |
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Cause her very soul is glowing |
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And in this gentle harbor |
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She don't need to go no farther |
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Rock deep |
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Rock deep |
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Rock deep |
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Rock deep |
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Oh my soul was glowing |
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And I knew where I was going |