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If you're gonna be a mountain |
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Let me see you thrust your snows |
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In innocence through clouds of doubt |
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That try to keep your reason out |
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In these times of glaciated slaughter |
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If you're gonna be a legend |
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Let it be a tale whose telling |
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Is a state of mind that's dwelling |
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Far beneath the words that capture |
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To fill the heart alone with rapture |
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In these days of circles |
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If your gonna be an island |
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I will be a sailing ship |
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Who like a speck at total distance |
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Looms beyond your headland breakers |
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Till the oceans mighty plunder |
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Bids me seek the gentler shelter |
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Of your inland waters |
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Have you never seen beyond the moon? |
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Don't you know that we will be there soon? |
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Have you no eyes to see |
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That you are only me and we are only |
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Travellers upon a sea of time |
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Trying very hard to make it rhyme |