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Oh, does anyone want me?
I'm neither land nor sea Too filthy for the ocean Too clean for the beach You could call me an island Or a shipwrecked shard of sand Some creature with sealegs that won't stand And the mountainsides to climb All the views that you can find If you hold your breath You'll never have to come up for air There's a boat that leaves at midnight There by morning if we sail all night Oh, oh, just give a little nod and I will know |
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| 3:11 |
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Something in your voice made me look up tonight
For fortune written in the summer stars When they put themselves in line, they are a prophecy And I’m reaching out to greet what is to be This galaxy, she waits gracefully for the right time How do the summer stars align? How does the moon rise in your eye? Pull the sea in mine The story of the year is unfolding here And I promise you, this time, I’ll listen well Blinded as we are under the blooming night We feel as though we’re doing something right This galaxy, she waits gracefully for the right time How do the summer stars align? How does the moon rise in your eye? Pull the sea in mine |
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