| If I’m lost at sea,
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| Tell my mother, my father, my sisters, my brother,
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| My friends and my foes, and all my past lovers,
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| That I will miss them so.
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| But lord, I had to go.
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| Sorrows, to the sea,
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| We’re headed to nowhere, but nowhere is somewhere to me.
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| Take these broken things,
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| Turn them to something, but please don’t follow me.
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| If I’m lost at sea,
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| Tell my mother, my father, my sisters, my brother,
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| My friends and my foes, and all my past lovers,
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| That I will miss them so.
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| But lord, I had to go.
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| Imagine emotion that moves like the ocean,
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| You’re mind is the current that moves with the notion.
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| And everyone, everywhere,
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| Is taking their time, but going nowhere.
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| I can’t live my life on their time,
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| I just had to run, away.
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| If I’m lost at sea,
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| Tell my mother, my father, my sisters, my brother,
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| My friends and my foes, and all my past lovers,
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| That I will miss them so.
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| But lord, I had to go. |