| The water, is calling out your name,
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| No your not insane,
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| It’s whispering your name.
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| And the wind, pulling you closer in,
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| Feel it under your skin,
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| Feel it movin’within.
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| World ain’t falling down again,
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| Well it ain’t what it seems,
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| Well it ain’t what it is;
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| You ain’t provoked by your sin,
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| 'Cause you can’t tell a lie,
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| 'Cause you lie within.
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| The sun’s up,
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| And the surfs fine;
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| But there’s something weighting on your mind;
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| The sun’s up,
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| And the surfs fine;
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| But there’s something weighting on your mind.
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| Powerful as it seems,
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| Forever for all the dreams…;
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| All that you wanna believe;
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| All the games,
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| Running through the fields,
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| Hoping it stays for real,
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| Trying to make a special deal.
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| Ohhh…
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| The world ain’t falling down again,
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| Well it ain’t what it seems,
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| Well it ain’t what it is;
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| You ain’t provoked by your sin,
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| 'Cause you can’t tell a lie,
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| Oh you lie within.
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| The sun’s up,
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| The surfs fine;
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| But there’s something weighting on your mind;
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| The sun’s up,
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| The surfs fine;
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| But there’s something weighting on your mind.
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| It’s a powerful thing,
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| If you use it well…
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| And when it’s here and it’s seen,
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| It’s something else…
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| Yeah…
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| Yeah…
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| Ohh.
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| Yeah…
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| The sun’s up,
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| And the surfs fine;
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| But there’s something weighting on your mind;
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| The sun’s up,
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| The surfs fine;
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| But there’s something weighting on your mind.
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| The sun’s up,
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| The surfs fine;
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| The sun’s up,
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| The surfs fine; |