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Standing alone by the edge of a river |
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He's traded his life for a glass full of tears |
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The bargain was quick for one's life is less dearer |
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When the sand's running out and the ending is near |
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The ending is near |
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The ending is near |
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The ending is... |
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The man climbed aboard and set sail for the ocean |
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He put on the mast all the canvas she'd take |
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Then laid himself down on the deck neath the tiller |
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The ship was his coffin this moment his wake |
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Runaway reasons |
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Runaway seasons |
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Time is a treason |
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That I give back to you now |
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The wind touched the sail and the ship moved the ocean |
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The wind from the storm set the course she would take |
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From a journey to nowhere towards a soul on the ocean |
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From the wake of magellan to magellan's wake |
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Runaway reasons |
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Runaway seasons |
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Everything in it |
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Hours and minutes |
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You take tomorrow |
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Because it means nothing |
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To me |
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To me |
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To ... |
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In the dark he heard a whisper |
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Asking him to understand |
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In the desert look for water |
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On the ocean look for land |
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In the dark he heard a whisper |
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Asking him to understand |
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In the desert look for water |
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On the ocean look for land |
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And there in the waves |
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Was a man in his grave |
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That he saw in the night |
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'Tween the flashes of light |
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And he |
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Could not be there |
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And all he had prayed |
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Or had given away |
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He now found to be wrong |
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In the grip of the storm |
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And he |
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Could not be there |
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Could you keep our lives together |
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Safely back onto the shore |
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Could you grant this last illusion |
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Only this and nothing more |
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Could you keep our lives together |
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Safely back onto the shore |
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Could you grant this last illusion |
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Only this and nothing more |
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And all at once the heavens bled their fire |
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The anchor broke the chains they flew away |
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And suddenly the waves were reaching higher |
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And in the dark I thought I heard them say |
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Could you keep our lives together |
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Safely back onto the shore |
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Could you grant this last illusion |
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Only this and nothing more |
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Everything I ever had for one more tomorrow |
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Everything I ever had for just one more night |
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And if this is not to be I pray could I borrow |
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Just another final hour onto my life |
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Did you ever really want to |
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Did you ever really want to |
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Lord, tell me how it will be |
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Lord, tell me how it will be |
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Standing once more by a boat on a river |
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He pushes it off while he stays on the land |
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And seeing the hourglass now so much clearer |
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Which someone had refilled by hand |
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And somewhere that boat's now adrift on the ocean |
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The mast at full sail and there's no one on board |
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The hourglass no longer sits by the ocean |
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Only his footprints all alone on the shore |
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And soon they're no more |
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No more |
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No more |
