| Oh my love, we’ve been swallowed
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| Swallowed on up in these ways
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| But as long as we hold to these questions we bottle
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| We will find out ourselves our ways
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| Sing a song there for Mecca
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| And sing this song
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| Your song is your hope to my answers above
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| You will find you there all way
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| See the world roll by in your sunset eye
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| Rossenbach broke the Ocean
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| Not sunken down in the land
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| But as long as you hold to these questions we bottle
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| As you’re matching your way with my hand
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| See my love, we’ve been swallowed
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| Riding up like dark waves
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| But as long as you know like children borrow
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| You will find you there in these days, in our way
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| Well the world rolls by in my tired eye
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| I can see you now as you bow on out
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| See the world roll through your sunset eyes
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| I can see you now as you bow on out
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| Oh my children don’t make the day
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| Our father laughing in the World Trade
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| Will she come back? |
| I don’t know
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| May have found a stranger were once she stood
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| Will she come back? |
| I don’t know
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| May have found a stranger were once she stood
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| Still the world rolls by in your sunset eye
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| I can hear you now as I walk through the crowd
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| See the world goes after your sunset eyes
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| And I can see you now as you bow on out |