| All the time that I am taking in, and I’m changing
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| All the ways that I have been and who I am
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| They tell me, «Patience, patience my friend
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| You gotta ride this out and see it to the end»
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| Now I can see all of the things that I can stand to lose
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| Leave me dependency
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| If not the cold, if not the rain
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| What will lead you to shore
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| What will lead you to change
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| Similar to ships at sea we are floating
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| We know not of what lies beneath
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| All the cold steel anchors are holding us in place here
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| There’s so much, so much that we can’t see
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| They tell me, «Patience, patience my friend»
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| They put their rules on me so I don’t end up dead
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| I may be kicking and screaming, but it’s all that I’ve got
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| If I make it out alive, I won’t be stopped
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| If not the cold, if not the rain
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| What will lead you to shore
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| What will lead you to change
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| Change course and head for shore
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| Change course and head for shore
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| Change course and head for shore
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| Change course and head for more, for shore
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| If not the cold, if not the rain
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| What will lead you to shore
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| What will keep you from shame |