| the salt water dries upon my skin
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| and the waves keep on crashing crashing in
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| i stand on the shore with my back to the wind
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| but my voice keeps on calling out to him
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| i remember the day you sailed away
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| with my tears in your hair my feet in the clay
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| your ship was a shadow your ghost my only friend
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| i will wait patiently for you to come home again
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| twelve years of letters set out to sea
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| washing my words to the bottom with thee
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| and if i have my way they will bury me
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| in the ocean of sorrows where our love still breathes |