| sailing on the edge
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| of the end
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| feel the wind blow
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| from below
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| too long have i
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| been running
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| no further can my
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| feet go
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| sailing on the edge
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| of the end
|
| feel the wind blow
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| from below
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| too long have i
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| been running
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| no further can my
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| feet go
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| faster sooner than later
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| for one night of fun on this permanent vacation
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| faster sooner than later
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| i get a little further from home with every one wasted
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| faster sooner than later
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| one more step and i’ll fall
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| faster sooner than later
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| faster!
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| from across this great divide
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| i can see the end
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| now i know that i’m not blind
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| one day i’ll see again
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| from across this great divide
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| i can see the end
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| now i know that i’m not blind
|
| one day i’ll see again
|
| from across this great divide
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| i can see the end
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| now i know that i’m not blind
|
| one day i’ll see again
|
| from across this great divide
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| i can see the end
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| now i know that i’m not blind
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| one day i’ll see again |