For all those souls that were once alive and free,
my heart belongs to the deep blue sea,
no matter how much it flees,
I will always be there on my knees,
the sea brought so many privileges to thee,
god made it so you could protect our needs,
so now we need to move on like a bee,
and live our dreams that we dream,
our dreams are based upon the free,
and we go on a spree to get what we need
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