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Compass card is spinning, helm is swinging to and fro |
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Oh, where is the dog star, oh, where's the moon. |
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You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea. |
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Somedays the gales are howling, sometimes the sea is still as glass. |
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Oh, raise the main sail, oh, lash the mast. |
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You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea. |
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Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free. |
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There's a sea bird cryin' and there's a ghost wind blowing |
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And it's calling you, to that misty swirling sea. |
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Till the chains of your dreams are broken, |
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No place in this world you can be. |
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You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea. |
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Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free. |
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You pay for being free, I'll tell ya freedom don't come easy, |
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Free don't always come for free, |
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Sometimes it's hard to know what to believe in. |
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Where to go, who to go, where to be, who to be. |
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That means you're driftin'.... driftin' |
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Yeah driftin' and dreamin', really goin' on a dream now. |
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Really goin' on a feelin', really goin' on a feelin'. |
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Driftin', driftin' and dreamin'. |
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Cause it's a place you've never been |
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Maybe a place you've never seen now |
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You can hear them callin' on the wind |
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Driftin' and dreamin', driftin' and dreamin'. |
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Really goin' on a dream now, really goin' on a dream now, |
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Really goin' on a dream now. |