| I called out to the ocean
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| My tears fall into the sea
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| For the vows that have been broken
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| Across the dunes of time, repeatedly
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| Like a knight in battered armor
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| I lay my sword upon the ground
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| 'Cause I can’t keep fighting these same battles
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| More has been lost than has been found
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| It’s hard to feel things changing
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| After all’s been said and done
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| We spend our lives rearranging
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| Everything under the sun
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| I walk the same road to work each Monday
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| Every step tears out my heel
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| I sleep not to dream, but to forget on Sunday
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| A spoke just turning with no wheel
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| It’s hard to feel things changing
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| After all’s been said and done
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| We spend our lives rearranging
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| Everything under the sun
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| Reaching for the sky, feet buried in the ground
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| Lookin' for some way out of the circle spinnin' 'round
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| My eyes on the horizon seeking out the light
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| But don’t let me be lost forever in the night
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| 'Cause it’s hard to feel things changing
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| After all’s been said and done
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| We spend our lives rearranging
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| Everything under the sun
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| Under the sun
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| Under the sun
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| Under the sun |