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- 1: I cannot give a laurel for beauty to my girl
- 2: There where the sun flies, there where the sky is bluer still
- 3: What ship, brother sailor, she said unto me
- 4: The notes that she sang were the nightingale notes
- 5: In the light that shows the distance, a new space for us to grow
- 6: And I'm the reason there's salt in your tears
- 7: Peering at the Perseids from your bedroom
- 8: When you're in as deep as we are, honey, it's so easy to get washed out to sea
- 9: Don't hurt your faces, folks, just a simple little clapping will suffice
- 10: What is an island but a break in the ocean?
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