| On a lost, unknown small island in the sea
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| The shore is strewn with airship debris
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| A sole survivor climbs out to the deck
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| He screams out loud as he stares at the wreck
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| «Oh dear lord, what have I done?
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| I’ve brought this on everyone
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| Such despair, though I meant well!
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| I’m so sorry, Michelle…»
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| He mourned off his crewmen and honored their lives
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| They sacrificed all so that he could survive
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| He felt that their deaths would not happen in vain
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| He stiffened his lip and he swallowed his pain
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| He thought of his wife and the letter he wrote
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| That note in a bottle that he sent afloat
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| Had she yet seen it or was there still time?
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| To prove he’s alive?
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| «Oh Michelle, I’m on my way
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| I’ll hold you again someday
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| Over land and the above
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| I will come back home!»
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| So he searched the ships' remains
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| And found a compass and some grain
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| He built a raft from large debris
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| And sailed into the sea
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| (Instrumental)
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| As the weeks passed he tired out
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| His mind was filled with nagging doubt
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| Wearily he washed ashore
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| Beaten to the core
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| «Oh Michelle, I’ve lost my way
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| The sea has awful tricks it plays
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| As I lay here my eyes lie
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| Telling me you’re nigh…»
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| «Thomas, my dear, can it be true?
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| It’s been a year, is that really you?
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| How I have cried as time has passed
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| Now you’re home at last»
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| «Oh Michelle, is this a dream?
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| («Thomas, no, this is real)
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| Am I home? |
| You’re here with me
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| (Here with me)
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| Did you get my note?»
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| «I did but I knew»
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| «Somehow I’d be back with you
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| («How I’d be back with you»)
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| Oh my love I’m sorry for this all
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| Please forgive me for my fall
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| I will love you 'til the end
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| I’ll never leave again |