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[ti:Sea of Okhotsk] |
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[ar:Pellek] |
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[al:Ocean of Opportunity] |
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I thought we could rest for a while in this vibrant landscape |
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Just sleep a day or two, and fill the boat with fish and grapes. |
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I couldn't help but marvel at the intricate design |
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Of this perfect symmetric mountain reaching for the sky |
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The mountain shows its true colors |
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This is no save haven. |
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The volcano's erupting, molten rocks shoot through the air |
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Don't know our destination but we must get out of here! |
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We're on the run! |
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Back to the stormy seas |
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We either stay and burn to death, or we sail and freeze! |
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We're on the run! |
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So far from home |
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If we die today, I pray our spirit will live on! |
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Ice floes quickly turned into a massive field of ice |
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Wanted to see the world and now we have to pay the price. |
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The octopuses in these waters swallow huge sharks whole |
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I'm not ready to die just yet... I must regain control! |
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Another ice-cold nightfall in my old brigantine |
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I'd give all memories years have piled to feel the suns warm gleam. |
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Soon this tiny wooden boat will be filled bot the brim |
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With coral, kelp, water and ice... and one too numb to swim! |
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We're on the run! |
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Back to the stormy seas |
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We either stay and burn to death, or we sail and freeze! |
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We're on the run! |
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So far from home |
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If we die today, I pray our spirit will live on! |
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I hear a roaring waterfall, and feel a surge of strength |
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I open up my eyes and see a city at arm's length |
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Buildings ten time taller that the mighty Norway spruce |
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A garden square with majestic temples and tiny trees |
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A wise old man eating raw fish, drinking the strangest teas. |
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I step out of my boat and stagger towards this man |
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He's offering to share... |
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I think what is this strange new land? |