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Seagull, you fly across the horizon |
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Into the misty mornin' sun |
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Nobody asks you where you are going |
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Nobody knows where you're from |
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Here is a man asking the question |
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Is this really the end of the world? |
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Seagull, you must have known for a long time |
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The shape of things to come |
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Now you fly, through the sky never asking why |
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And you fly all around 'til somebody, shoots you down, down |
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Seagull, you fly, across the horizon |
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Into the misty mornin' sun |
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Nobody asks you where you are going |
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Nobody knows where you're from |
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Now you fly through the sky, never asking why |
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And you fly all around 'til somebody, yeah |
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Shoots you down, yeah |
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Seagull you fly, seagull you fly away |
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And you fly away today |
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And you fly away tomorrow |
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And you fly away, leave me to my sorrow |
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Seagull go and fly |
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Fly to your tomorrow, leave me to my sorrow, fly |
