| From the point he gazed from the choice was made, but 'walk the cave or the
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| shore?'
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| The oily cave seemed to breathe on him through gravestone jaws
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| His little hand grasped in anguish as he weighed up his coin
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| Somewhere a blue-eyed girl in the world is just waiting for a boy
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| Footprints trailed as if trod by slaves up to the grey cave floor
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| But not one graze from anything ever escaping this fort
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| So with coin on hand his joy came back when ordered to take the shore
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| 'Why on earth', as he wandered the warmth, 'am I obeying this coin?'
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| Turn your life on the flip of this coin
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| Turn upside a choice you’d normally avoid
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| And promise me you’ll follow what it says
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| Whatever it says
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| Again, walk within the trusted beach or swim the swell of the sea?
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| And again the scarier alternative looked like certain death to he He’d never learnt to skill of swimming — it never occurred to be very easy
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| And again he winced as he flipped the coin and it twirled to his feet
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| 'How is this sane?' |
| he blamed the coin now aiming for the waves
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| As he hesitated at the swirl of water as it raged and rained
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| Blue-eyed girls were waiting and he was drowning in the spray
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| Blue-eyed girls he should have been acquainted with but for shouting and
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| flailing
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| Turn your life on the flip of this coin
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| Turn upside a choice you’d normally avoid
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| And promise me you’ll follow what it says
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| Whatever it says
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| He finally slugs it back to land feeling chewed-up and foolish
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| Empties his pockets on the sand spewing a pool each
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| Staggers back to his dad who’s too cool to be So he says 'why did you have me follow this stupid rule, please?'
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| To be honest little fellow I’ll tell you
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| I was just as afraid as you
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| But you said you wanted to get with people and places ever new
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| And I got a bit scared of the fate of my baby son’s future
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| So I invented a reason to see if you could ever make do As soon as you appeared behind that rock looking angry at me
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| I soon realised what a hell of a man you’ve ended up being
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| I knew you’d worked out how to swim, which I hadn’t had in me And I stand as a companion of you, proudest a man has ever been
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| Turn your life on the flip of this coin
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| Turn upside a choice you’d normally avoid
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| And promise me you’ll follow what it says
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| Whatever it says |