| I lost my heart on the eastern shore
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| To a whisper on the wind
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| And all that I knew was no more
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| Did I reach my journey’s end?
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| All alone here fire’s dying
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| Somewhere far away
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| Will I break and give up trying
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| Or burn another day?
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| I wasted half my life
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| But all I ever wanted
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| Was a clearer view of myself
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| I broke my back with all the things
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| That I considered
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| And now there’s nothing left of it
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| And the ashes of fathers
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| Now cover the track
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| In a land where fortune is borrowed
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| In these days where all luck
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| Is just leaving the sad
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| In the air just thoughts full of sorrow
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| Through all these dark years
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| Full of grief, pain and fears
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| We knew our fate is linked
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| 'till we’re ashes in the wind
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| Another darkness, another repose
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| Is what I yield to thee
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| Don’t fear the veil nor my cold embrace
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| For it will set you free
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| And the ashes of fathers
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| Now cover the track
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| In a land where fortune is borrowed
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| In these days where all luck
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| Is just leaving the sad
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| In the air just thoughts full of sorrow
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| (Through all these dark years)
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| Through all these dark years
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| Full of grief, pain and fears
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| We knew our fate is linked
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| 'till we’re ashes in the wind
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| Through all these dark years
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| Through all these dark years
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| Through all these dark years |