| Your shallow heart makes me cry
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| Makes me burn deep inside
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| And the crashing waves pull me down
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| Underneath there is no sound
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| Somewhere we have ended, somewhere we have died
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| Somewhere we are free, free to fly
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| And the orca whales swim with me
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| As we dance on the ocean floor
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| And the turquoise blue, and the emerald green
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| Of the coral mountains, and among the reefs
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| Somewhere we have ended, somewhere we have died
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| Somewhere we are free, free to fly
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| Free to fly
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| Free to fly
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| And your shallow heart will be my grave
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| And I’ll take you down when I cave
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| And the waves’ll crash over us
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| Over our fears, and over our trust
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| Somewhere we have ended, somewhere we have died
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| Somewhere we are free, free to fly
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| Somewhere we have ended, somewhere we have died
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| Somewhere we are free, free to fly
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| Free to fly
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| Free to fly
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| Free to fly
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| Free to fly |