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I'm coming to the edge of a rising ocean.
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There's room for you inside.
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Do you know how a boat sinks?
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Comfortably numb.
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End of the summer.
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You look different every time you come.
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Who do you think that is there?
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So lead me to the harbor and float me on the waves, sink me in the ocean.
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And there's a place that I've dreamed of where I can free my mind. I hear the sounds of the season and lose all, sense of time.
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In this light and on this evening, the most beautiful thing I've seen.
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Makes me feel like I'm wasting my time.
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The shadows and tremors of the sun.
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I belong with the salt and the sea and the stones.
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And so castles made of sand, melts into the sea, eventually.
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We walked down the hill, I feel the coming on of the fading sun.
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Are you jealous of the water?
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Don't you wanna see the colours in my head.
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We like to watch you laughing.
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Because every now and then I fall a bit behind.
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I am a visitor here, I am not permanent.
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Times no matter.
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If you know the way to blue, have you seen the land living by the breeze?
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Sittin' on the dock of the bay, wastin' time.
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Comme elle est belle la ville et ses lumières seulement pour les fous.
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Jai rêvé de grands paysages verts et d'un soleil perçant les nuages.
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Mount Etna.