| Sitting on the sunny shoreline, see some driftwood
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| Come to rest
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| Worn out by the tides, born up by it’s endless rides
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| Never free, just a bit like me
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| I’ve been that piece of wood I’ve been tossed about
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| Upon the ocean of illusion, confusion
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| Bitter and twisted like waves lashing out at the rock
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| Well I now know I just gotta find
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| That shore line oh yeah, that little peace of mind
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| And let the sun shine on me
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| I swam the sea of passion, jealousy and pain
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| Ignorance pretends to drown, grabs for your hands
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| Again, drags you down again
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| Yeah, but my soul cries out just to break those chains
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| Well listen you who’ve travelled all these jungles
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| Concrete and the other kind, you know there’s more
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| You got your own key the door, go on open it open it up
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| Well I now know I just gotta find
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| That shore line oh yeah, that little peace of mind
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| And let the sun shine on me
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| Been a long time from my home and I want
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| To get back there
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| But most of my memories got washed away with the tide
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| A friend waits for me at the edge of the sea
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| My soul is your lover I cry
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| Oh beloved wipe away these tears from my eyes
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| Of my illusion, my confusion
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| Brittle and twisted like waves lashing out at the rock
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| Well I now know I just gotta find
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| That shore line oh yeah, that little peace of mind
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| And let the sun shine on me… |