| He was a captain
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| Flew a silver sail
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| Playing a wind song like a part of the sea
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| He followed the sunshine
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| Charted the stars
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| Like a part of the ocean… a part of the sea
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| And what he did not fear was the journey
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| Or the treasures left behind
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| And he did not run from the answer
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| What he did not hear were the lies
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| He told a story
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| Sailed through storms
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| Painted a picture lived in the scenes
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| Some say he was crazy
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| Living in a dream
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| But he sailed with a reason out on a crystal sea
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| And what he did not fear didn’t hurt him
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| What he did not seek didn’t find
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| And he would not run from the answers
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| What he did not hear were the lies
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| Sail on captain sail on
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| Let your guiding light lead you cross the ocean
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| And though his eyes were old
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| He saw much more than many men could see
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| Now even though he’s gone
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| His legacy lives on
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| A simple faith that takes me cross the sea
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| And home again
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| As the stormy sea keeps raging on
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| Sometimes I miss my home
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| Take me home
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| I can feel it when the wind blows
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| And I hear you call my name
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| Take me home
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| I’ve been away too long
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| Take me home
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| Let your spirit lead me on
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| And until that day
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| I’ll try and live just like the captain |