The siren call
And this time, there won't be rocks
And I'll sail my ship right through into the docks
And when I get there, I will stay
And all will be well, when I reach that place
And there've been so many shipwrecks for me
But this time won't be the same
And there's a storm out to sea so what does it matter
If I stay here I'd die anyway
And it's a place made of sunlight
And honey and mothers' love
And I've known it before so I'll find it again
If I look hard enough
And there've been so many shipwrecks for me
But this time won't be the same
And there's a storm out to sea so what does it matter
If I stay here I'd die anyway
Now my ship is broken
And the sails are all torn
And I feel ashamed but I'll do it again
When I hear that siren call
Cause there've been so many shipwrecks for me
But this time won't be the same
And there's a storm out to sea so what does it matter
If I stay here I'd die anyway
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