| I get adrift on a breaking wave sometimes
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| Can’t get a grip on this thing they call life
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| Feel like a buoy bobbing back and forth with the tide
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| And I, I, I, I
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| No, there’s no man, there’s no hand that’s safe from the storm
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| We got to ride out, fight out, just being born
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| I can’t pretend some days it ain’t gonna pour
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| Gonna pour-our our
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| But even in the rain
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| Yeah, even in the wave
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| There are still waters calm as crystal skies
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| Still waters bathing in the light
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| No matter how hard that wind blows
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| I’ve got these still waters in my soul
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| In my soul--o-oul
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| I got a whirl, got a well down deep within me
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| A little spot full of drops of purpose and peace
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| Ain’t gonna dry out, die out, long as I breathe
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| As I breathe-eathe-eathe, yeah
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| Even when I let
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| The day let me forget
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| There are still waters calm as crystal skies
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| Still waters bathing in the light
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| No matter how hard that wind blows
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| I’ve got these still waters in my soul
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| In my soul--o-oul
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| Sure as the world spins
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| Sure as the storm winds
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| I know that there’s gonna be…
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| Still waters calm as crystal skies
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| Still waters bathing in the light
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| No matter how hard that wind blows
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| I’ve got these still waters…
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| I’ve got still waters calm as crystal skies
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| Still waters bathing in the light
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| No matter how hard that wind blows
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| I’ve got these still waters in my soul…
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| Still waters, I got still waters
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| Still waters, I got still waters
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| In my soul-o-oul |