| Stay, in my shelter
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| Beneath, a bed of stone
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| Though tides, pull me under
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| I’ll be carried, carried home
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| Grey shorelines, break the silence
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| With songs of rivers flow
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| And I see you, cross the ocean
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| But I will never go, I will never go
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| But I will never go, I will never go
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| Taken, through the open
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| To faceless, disarray
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| Crowded hallways, filled with colours
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| And rooftops, where giants play
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| In streets, we heard a calling
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| A house where, summers show
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| Burnt feet, and cities sprawling
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| But I will never go, I will never go
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| But I will never go, I will never go
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| Stay, in my shelter
|
| Beneath, a bed of stone
|
| Though tides, pull me under
|
| I’ll be carried, carried home
|
| Grey shorelines, break the silence
|
| With songs of rivers flow
|
| And I see you, cross the ocean
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| But I will never go, I will never go |