| When you are leaving the harbor
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| Do you cry out to the shore?
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| Do you bless the wave of the ocean
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| Do you call your vessel home?
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| As you leave the safest harbor
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| Do you wonder where you’ll go?
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| When you feel your bough is breaking
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| Do you call that harbor home?
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| When you sing the lullaby
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| Do you sing it for the song?
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| Or do you love the way it slides
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| Like velvet 'cross your tongue?
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| And as you sing the lullaby
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| Do you savor every line?
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| Or do they flow as one with your heartbeat
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| With your voice and your mind?
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| If you turn the light out in the hallway
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| Will your shadow lose its way?
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| Or do we share these shadows in the darkness
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| And they move from place to place?
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| We could share a shadow in the darkness
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| As shadows have no face
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| But should you sell our soul to the darkness
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| Can you face the light of the day?
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| When you are leaving the harbor
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| Do you cry out to the shore?
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| Oh, do you bless the wave of the ocean?
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| Do you call your vessel home?
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| Oh, do you bless the wave of the ocean?
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| Do you call your vessel home? |