| Mother of invention dies
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| We all will mourn her soon
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| The winter of your garden hides
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| That nothing ever blooms
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| No father, son or holy ghost
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| Only solitude
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| Now you should sail on
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| To clear calm waters
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| You can brave storms
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| They’ll make you stronger
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| Just let love shine into your heart
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| Mind, body and soul
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| Satellites are falling down
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| No lines are getting through
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| Reaching out but there’s no word
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| Communication doomed
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| No hallowed halls or sacred ground
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| Only solitude
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| Now you should sail on
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| To clear calm waters
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| You can brave storms
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| They’ll make you stronger
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| Just let love shine into your heart
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| Mind, body and soul
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| Now you should sail on
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| To clear calm waters
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| You can brave storms
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| They’ll make you stronger
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| Just let love shine into your heart
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| Mind, body and soul
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| Every light comes from the dark
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| Wake your senses and light your spark
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| Again again again
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| Now you should sail on
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| To clear calm waters
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| You can brave storms
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| They’ll make you stronger
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| Just let love shine into your heart
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| Mind, body and soul
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| Now you should sail on
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| To clear calm waters
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| You can brave storms
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| They’ll make you stronger
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| Just let love shine into your heart
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| Mind, body and soul |