| We left our loves and friends behind, it’s time to say goodbye
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| Hear the call of waves, silence conquer mind
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| Sailing under pale moonlight and chasing Northern star
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| We face the secrets of the dark
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| Embrace by the sea, alone with stormy breath
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| Thunder’s getting near, and sun will disappear
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| Yeah, I’m coming home again
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| We rope the sails, cold winds of north lead us through the rain
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| Yeah, come hell or high water
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| I will survive, this ocean will not be my grave
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| Standing in the pelting rain, the clouds are painted black
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| I pray the god of sea, be merciful to me
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| From far away we hear the sound, so gently buoys ring
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| We catch the note and turn the ship
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| Across the stormy seas, we sail and still believe
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| We touched the edge of world, I’m ready to return
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| Yeah, I’m coming home again
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| We rope the sails, cold winds of north lead us through the rain
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| Yeah, come hell or high water
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| I will survive, this ocean will not be my grave
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| And in the morning, the hills, bright in marble sunlight
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| I’m finally home
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| Whoa, oh, I’m coming home
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| Whoa, oh, I’m coming home
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| Whoa, oh, I’m coming home
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| Whoa, oh, I’m coming home |