| Cold cold ashes on the ground
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| Nothing lost and nothing’s found
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| Friends and loved ones falling down
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| Can’t you hear that mournful sound?
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| Nothing left but memories
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| Of things I still can’t stand to see
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| There’s an empty spot in me
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| Where my hometown used to be
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| This old boat is taking water
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| It won’t be long 'til it goes down
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| We’ve had enough to push us over
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| Time to turn the wheel around
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| Neighborhoods left to decay
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| People died or walked away
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| Nowhere left for them to stay
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| While we just look the other way
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| This old boat is taking water
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| It won’t be long 'til it goes down
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| Had enough to push us over
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| Time to turn the wheel around
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| Waves keep pounding through the night
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| Lost without a ray of light
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| Going down without a fight
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| Is there still time to make it right?
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| This old boat is taking water
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| It won’t be long 'til it goes down
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| Had enough to push us over
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| Time to turn the wheel around |