| They stood upon the deck
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| As the ship went out to sea
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| The wind it took the sails
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| And left the land a memory
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| All upon the shore for
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| To wonder why the sailor goes
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| All to close their eyes
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| And wonder what the sailor knows
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| That is you to them
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| That is how they think you are
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| Never on the land
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| But sailing by the north star
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| To the tower and to the ravens
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| And the tale that hopes they’ll never leave
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| What if they should go?
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| We always dread to think of them
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| I wonder if they flew one day
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| And no-one ever knew they’d gone
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| To circle over ships at sea
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| Claiming yet another son
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| That is you to me
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| That is where I think you are
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| Never on the land
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| But gone to find the north star |