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Oh, the waves crash in and the tide pulls out |
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It's an angry sea but there is no doubt |
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That the lighthouse will keep shining out |
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To warn the lonely sailor |
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The lightning strikes and the wind cuts cold |
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Through the sailor's bones, to the sailor's soul |
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Till there's nothing left that he can hold |
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Except the rolling ocean |
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But I am ready for the storm |
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Yes sir, ready |
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I am ready for the storm |
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I'm ready for the storm |
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Oh, give me mercy for my dreams |
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'Cause every confrontation seems |
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To tell me what it really means |
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To be this lonely sailor |
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And when you take me by your side |
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You love me warm, you love me |
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And I should have realized |
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I had no reasons to be frightened |
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But I am ready for the storm |
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Yes sir, ready |
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I am ready for the storm |
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I'm ready for the storm |
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The distance it is no real friend |
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And time will take its time |
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And you will find that in the end |
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It brings you me, the lonely sailor |
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And when the sky begins to clear |
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The sun it melts away my fear |
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I'll cry a silent weary tear |
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For those that need to love me |
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But I am ready for the storm |
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Yes sir, ready |
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I am ready for the storm |
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Yes sir, ready |
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I am ready for the storm |
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Yes sir, ready |
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I am ready for the storm |
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I'm ready for the storm |
