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Clark |
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I am told that my life is a clipper |
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The sea of time has tossed about |
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And I know that there's only one skipper |
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Who can guide that ship about |
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Do the wakening eyes of the wondering soul |
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See within and then without |
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Silently the truth speaks more loudly |
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Than what falls from my mouth |
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Seems my dreams are the wings of a spirit |
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This vessel sails can't fill without |
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From it's wind comes the light of inspiration |
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And the darkness of doubt |
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Gales of anger that wane into the calm. |
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Please take me drifting far away |
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From the wordy and worldly explanation |
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Of the space we call today. |
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Sail away |
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Sail away from the shore. |
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Situations, weigh the anchor once more. |
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Sail away |
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Sail away from the shore. |
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Situations, weigh the anchor once more |
