| We’re all lookin' for a message here
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| A little wisdom on a souvenir
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| Another bottle with an S.O.S
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| Throw it in the water and pray for the best
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| There ain’t a compass or a northern star
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| That ever really tells us where we are
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| We’re just a shore runnin' out of sand
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| And reachin' for a hand
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| Every heart is an island
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| But no one’s alone
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| Ship wrecked in a high wind
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| Tryin' to find our way home
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| And every tear is an ocean
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| We’re all brothers in a storm
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| And we’re tyrin' to survive it
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| Lookin' for dry land
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| Every heart is an island
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| Silverlinin' is kinda hard to find
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| When the world stops at the horizon line
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| There ain’t a harbor that you’ll recognize
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| It’s hard to make a wish in an empty sky
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| Boardwalks are just nails and wood
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| The pretty and a picture when times are good
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| Cars and boats are just on loan
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| Our house is just sticks and stones
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| Every heart is an island
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| But no one’s alone
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| Ship wrecked in a high wind
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| Tryin' to find our way home
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| And every tear is an ocean
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| We’re all brothers in a storm
|
| And we’re tyrin' to survive it
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| Lookin' for dry land
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| Every heart is an island
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| Every heart is an island
|
| And no one’s alone
|
| Ship wrecked in a high wind
|
| Tryin' to find our way home
|
| And every tear is an ocean
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| We’re all brothers in a storm
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| And we’re tyrin' to survive it
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| Lookin' for dry land
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| Every heart is an island
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| Every heart is an island |