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Departing in the night
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This is for you as you get in your car. As you drive to the North and you follow that star. I wished for the tide to come carry me away, but it left me there standing, both feet in the clay.
I listened intently, I followed your stare. You'd caught me off-guard and I'd started to care. I begged you to love me, to stop and to stay, you said, 'Babe I did love you, but we've lost our way! '.
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