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The harbour lights that shine before me |
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The jewels that gleam from a beckoning sea |
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The rising shrieks that come from below me |
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The rushing winds of age and time |
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To close my eyes and feel the fall |
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To not resist unto the pull |
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Oh it's easy |
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So, so easy |
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The tiny scent that breezes past me |
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The promise that all could be mine |
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Just lose myself and make it easy |
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But i'm not prepared to live the lie |
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To shut my mouth and just say yes |
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To make a vow and then confess |
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It's too easy |
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Much too easy |
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All the power that i possess |
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My faith alone shall stand the test |
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To live my life as i see best |
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Without dark glasses a rose is picked |
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It's not easy |
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Not so easy |