| Deep, dark waters, silver skies
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| Undercurrents carry time
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| Passing hours become days
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| The smallest streams grow into waves
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| Surfing the surface alone
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| We must have faith in the unknown
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| Flowing down the river of life to the sea
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| Your hourglass is running short be who you want to be
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| The waves go up, the waves go down they even your trail
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| So cherish and embrace your life with love in your way
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| We are driftwood on the tide
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| The worst yesterdays are left behind
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| Under the surface we know
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| We do not travel alone
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| Flowing down the river of life to the sea
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| Your hourglass is running short be who you want to be
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| The waves go up, the waves go down they even your trail
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| So cherish and embrace your life with love in your way
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| The river always has it’s way
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| Fills the life it takes away
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| And we’re just a part of what will be
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| Like a teardrop in the deep blue sea |