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Just fifteen miles from shore |
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I lost the love that I had |
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Slipped and fell into the cold |
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Of the deep and the dark below |
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Big wave, small boat |
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We tipped, I froze |
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My hands were ice my feet were stone |
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I could not throw the rope |
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I caught her eye as she dipped down with a wave |
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I jumped in but I was too late |
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Fighting with the currents of the Georgia Strait |
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Fighting with the wind and the tide and the waves |
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I lost my love that day |
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I touched her fingers as she breathed out my name |
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She smiled at me, I watched her fade away |
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To the deep and the dark of the underwave |
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To the Currents of the Georgia Strait |
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And here it's been ten years to the day |
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And here I'll sit for a hundred years and I'll wait |
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Till I see her smiling face |
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Come shining up through the waves |
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On the shore, in the rain I'll wait |
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Till I see my love again |
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I pray to god, I curse my luck, I question my faith |
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I curse my empty hearted fate |
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And I curse the wind and the tide and the waves |
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And I curse the currents of the Georgia Strait |
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Where I lost my love that day |
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Where I lost my heart |
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To the curse of the currents of the Georgia Strait |
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It's the curse of the currents of the Georgia Strait |