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From the album fairytale |
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As a pilgrim I did go |
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To a land that I did know, |
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To the shores of Trist la Cal, |
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To see if I still felt |
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The same. |
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And the sun blazed madly insane, |
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But the seagulls they have gone, |
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The seagulls they have gone. |
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I searched the sand for sound, |
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My eyes forced to the ground. |
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The wind it laughed wild and shrill, |
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My heart it tried to spill |
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Its crazy tears. |
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There is nothing left for me now |
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For the seagulls, they have gone, |
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The seagulls, they have gone. |
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I stand both young and old |
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But the winds of time blow cold. |
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This much you must believe: |
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It pains to see you grieve. |
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I pity you, |
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But there is nothing that I can do |
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For the seagulls, they have gone, |
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The seagulls, they have gone. |
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As a pilgrim I did go |
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To a land that I did know, |
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To the shores of Trist la Cal, |
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To see if I still felt |
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The same. |
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And the sun blazed madly insane, |
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But the seagulls, they have gone, |
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The seagulls, they have gone. |