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There is an island |
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Where it should never be |
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Surrounded by suburban sea |
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And through the tired and hopeless waves |
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To where it's free |
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I want to be there |
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For the rest of my time |
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There on the island |
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The sun is always bright |
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The moon sends the darkness away in the night |
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I know that it's waiting |
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I know there's a place ready for me |
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I want to be there |
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For the rest of my time |
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Warm sounds of windsongs |
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Come down through the trees |
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But far away tears are borne on the breeze |
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I'll follow the raindrops |
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Cause sunshine and smiles are waiting for me |
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I want to be there |
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For the rest of my time |