| You think everyone is a basket case
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| Except for us maybe we’re okay
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| But sometimes you worry about me
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| Just staring out to sea
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| Like I know different
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| Now the old man’s gone out to find some peace
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| With the wild lions on the beach
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| You don’t have to go so far
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| It’s happening where you are
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| We’re no different
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| On the inside, there’s a rhythmic tide
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| That pushes darkness out and shows him light
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| Angel maker
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| See, learn, tame nature
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| A silhouette, against the ocean spray
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| An image that he’ll take away
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| He won’t ever forget it
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| Now it’s on your mind you could use some help
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| Stood his ground only hurt himself
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| But you know he went through hell
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| Casting all the swell
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| Always distant, on the inside, with no ship in sight
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| And every rhythm flows into the night
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| Angel maker
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| See, learn, tame nature
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| A silhouette, against the ocean spray
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| An image that he’ll take away
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| He won’t ever forget it
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| One day, when it’s over
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| All the borders will be open
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| In your honor, for your virtue
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| I never, meant to hurt you
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| I surrender, to the future
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| But I won’t be, taken prisoner
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| And I’ll stay with you, if you’ll let me
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| And the whole world, can forget me
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| I know that, we came closer
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| To believing, that we’re through
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| I know different |