| We sailed out in the morning
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| As the winter turns to spring
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| Undestined and unknowing
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| Of what tomorrow brings
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| Towards the blue horizon
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| Leaving all we have behind
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| Our yearning hearts will guide us to find
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| A dream we carry with us
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| And the hopes that we hold
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| As we rise from the ash into gold
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| We reach for the impossible
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| As unreal it may seem
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| Still we sail 'cross the ocean
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| And follow the dream
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| The moon and stars above us
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| Will lead us to the shore
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| My heart will be my compass
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| And you will be my north
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| We forecast stormy weather
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| And pro-and-con our moves
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| But what have we achieved …
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| A dream we carry with us
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| And the hopes that we hold
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| As we rise from the ash into gold
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| We reach for the impossible
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| As unreal it may seem
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| We will sail 'cross the ocean
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| And capture the dream
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| One day arriving
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| Behind the far blue
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| Where you’ll find me waiting
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| And I will find you too
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| A dream we carry with us
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| And the hopes that we hold
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| As we rise from the ash into gold
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| We reach for the impossible
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| As unreal it may seem
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| We will sail 'cross the ocean
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| And become the dream |