| What I cannot see cannot be not untrue
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| Standing on the barrier of me and you are
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| Standing where the ocean meets the sand
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| We cross though we barely understand
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| The grass is always greener on the land
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| What we cannot say cannot be not our fault
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| Searching for a harbor where the sharks don’t call
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| I’m waiting where the boats arrive at night
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| I see the ones before me disappearing into light
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| Why would you go? |
| When you could stay?
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| Why would you try? |
| When you could walk away?
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| Why should I care when you’re not mine?
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| Why would I care when you’re not even my kind?
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| Why would you stand when you could lie?
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| Why would you bother to find something kind to say?
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| Why would you bother to love your own neighbor?
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| And why would you bother to love your own brother?
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| Love’s so expensive these days
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| What I cannot do cannot be not undone
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| Blinking at the reef collapsing in the sunrise
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| Shining from this pamphlet in my hand
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| We cross as many fingers as we can
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| The grass keeps looking grayer as we find no place to land
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| What I cannot see can not be not unseen
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| Standing on the barrier
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| Of you and me
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| Are standing where the ocean meets the land
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| We cross even though we understand
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| We cross even though we see the child in the sand
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| Why would you go
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| When you could stay?
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| Why would you try
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| When you could cast away?
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| Why would I care
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| When you’re not mine?
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| Why would I care
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| When you’re not even my kind?
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| Why would you stand
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| When you could lie?
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| Why would you bother to find something kind to say?
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| Why would you bother to save your own neighbor?
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| And why would you bother to save your own brother?
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| Why would you bother to save your own child?
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| Why would you bother with all of this bother?
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| And why would you bother with all of these others
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| When there’s always you you could save?
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| What are you crazy?
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| Why would you stand in harm’s way? |