| Down beside these rocks where waves crash like giants
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| Sits a man with his thoughts and a smile
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| Just a song in his heart and a ghost in his mind
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| A lifetime of memories on trial
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| Well the blue of his eyes matches that of the sea
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| Where he knew he always belonged
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| And he faces the wind that is whipping like sin
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| Like a king he takes his crown
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| And he says let these squalls please carry me away
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| Let my life be that of a hurricane
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| Oh I’m stepping out of line
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| Just to leave it all behind
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| So say a prayer for me as I drift out to sea
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| I’m leaving here tonight
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| Well if I should find your good graces in time
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| If I could right what I’ve done wrong
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| I’d change all your days in so many ways
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| To feel like an old familiar song
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| But the past is the past and the tides they all change
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| We all must float along
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| So I’ll face the wind that is whipping like sin
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| Sail on sweet soul sail on
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| And he says let these squalls please carry me away
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| Let my life be that of a hurricane
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| Oh I’m stepping out of line
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| Just to leave it all behind
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| So say a prayer for me as I drift out to sea
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| I’m leaving here tonight |