| Through the mist my ship has sailed, leaving me behind
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| All things left unsaid, that were in my mind
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| When I stood on this deck, strange things I saw
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| Strange they have vanished now
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| I’m standing on the shore
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| Sandy hills all around, nothing standing clear
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| Softly light is falling through, time was never here
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| When I stood on this deck, stranges things I saw
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| STRANGE THEY HAVE VANISHED NOW
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| I’m standing on the shore
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| Headlands fading out of sight, horizons disappear
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| Hazy shores and silent seas, nothing DO I fear
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| Air and water, grass and sand, merging into one
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| In the silence of the mist, I am still alone
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| When I stood on this deck, strange things I saw
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| Strange they have vanished now
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| I’m standing on the shore
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| Standing on the shore |