| The harbour lights that shine before me The jewels that gleam from a beckoning sea
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| The rising shrieks that come from below me The rushing winds of age and time
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| To close my eyes and feel the fall
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| To not resist unto the pull
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| Oh it’s easy
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| So, so easy
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| The tiny scent that breezes past me The promise that all could be mine
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| Just lose myself and make it easy
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| But I’m not prepared to live the lie
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| To shut my mouth and just say yes
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| To make a vow and then confess
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| It’s too easy
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| Much too easy
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| All the power that I possess
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| My faith alone shall stand the test
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| To live my life as I see best
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| Without dark glasses a rose is picked
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| It’s not easy
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| Not so easy |