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Mist that hangs like silk |
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Soaking in the rain |
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Trees that rise like ghosts |
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Bearing people's names |
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And a sea that takes me |
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Where I do not know |
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But I gladly go |
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Shrouded in the sweetest grass |
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I've ever known |
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This my earthly bed |
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My beloved home |
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But the voice that calls me |
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To the far away |
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I can only trust every word you say |
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And here I am |
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Out on the edge of the world |
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With You, With You |
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Shall I leave the print of my knees |
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Upon the sand |
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This my final prayer |
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In my native land |
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Shall I turn my face |
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Towards the shining sea |
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Taste the salt of tears |
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For those I have to leave |
