| Oh people, look around you
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| The signs are everywhere
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| You’ve left it for somebody other than you
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| To be the one to care
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| You’re lost inside your houses
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| There’s no time to find you now
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| Your walls are burning and your towers are turning
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| I’m going to leave you here and try to get down to the sea somehow
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| The road is filled with homeless souls
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| Every woman, child and man
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| Who have no idea where they will go But they’ll help you if they can
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| Now everyone must have some thought
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| That’s going to pull them through somehow
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| Well the fires are raging hotter and hotter
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| But the sisters of the sun are going to rock me on the water now
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| Rock me on the water
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| Sister will you soothe my fevered brow
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| Rock me on the water
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| I’ll get down to the sea somehow
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| Oh people, look among you
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| It’s there your hope must lie
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| There’s a sea bird above you
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| Gliding in one place like jesus in the sky
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| We all must do the best we can
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| And then hang on to that gospel plow
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| When my life is over, I’m going to stand before the father
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| But the sisters of the sun are going to rock me on the water now
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| Rock me on the water
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| Sister will you soothe my fevered brow
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| Rock me on the water, maybe I’ll remember
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| Maybe I’ll remember how
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| Rock me on the water
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| The wind is with me now
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| So rock me on the water
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| I’ll get down to the sea somehow |