| Floating like driftwood
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| Enslaved by the sea
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| Resolutely refusing to die
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| Without amnesty
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| Hes tossed by the waves
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| Hes all out of flares
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| Nobody saves
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| Nobody cares
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| Dehydrated lips speak words of despair
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| In unanswered prayer
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| Amidst a sea of words
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| He only hears the sound of sea birds
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| Who only whisper of a world beyond the waves
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| And all those points of light
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| The gently winking stars of night
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| Not out of sight but still his eyes are glazed
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| And though his eyes perforate the horizon
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| He still can’t find escape from his world
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| He lifts his head in unwanted motion
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| But he can’t see himself tonight
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| Just broken starlight
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| And waves
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| Stupid and headstrong
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| She stands on the beach
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| Shes calling his name out
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| But he doesn’t hear her voice from where
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| His vessel so small
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| Boats bullied by waves
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| To nowhere at all
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| Dehydrated lips speak words of despair
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| In unanswered prayer
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| Amidst a sea of words He only hears the sound of sea birds
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| Who only whisper of a world beyond the waves
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| And all those points of light
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| The gently winking stars of night
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| Not out of sight but still his eyed are glazed
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| Keep calling his name
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| Keep calling perhaps he’ll hear you
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| Keep calling his name
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| Maybe now he’s not the one
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| The one whos exiled form the world of you and me The one who can’t be reached the one who’s lost at sea
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| The one whose social skills have gone to atrophy
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| The one who drifts apart the one who’s lost at sea
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| The one whos lost at sea.
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| Floating like driftwood. |