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It didn’t start out this way
Waves crashed but tides were low
We even still forget today
Highways only place left to go

I’m finding my way in the dark
I’m flyin’ not crawlin’
Following the lighthouse’s spark
With all the ship mates brawlin’

It is gonna end this way
High tides and tidal waves
Moon light and the sun grey
Human already diggin’ their graves

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