| Before the war I had no need for traveling
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| Indeed, I do not know what made it so important to leave
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| And after all this time I found that I’m avoiding thee
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| For nothing more or less then fear
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| Of what I have to gain from staying in the clear
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| Although it’s only coming home that brings you near
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| Master Dawn my brother is a sailor
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| Upon this ship of life we are the masts, the sails, and the wind
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| And you can understand, we need a hand to guide us in
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| So many claim to be the one
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| But like a shadow on the sun they fade and spin
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| And we are scattered on the ocean once again
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| Before the war I had no need for traveling
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| Indeed, I do not know what made it so important to leave
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| And after all this time I found that I’m avoiding thee
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| For nothing more or less then fear
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| Of what I have to gain from staying in the clear
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| Although it’s only coming home that brings you near
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| Although it’s only coming home that brings you near |