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My boat is setting sale
The chaos of the storm has cleared my way
And time won't wait
It won't slow down if I hesitate
It gives much less than I can take
So I come aboard to face my fate

With feelings blunted
With waves surrounded
I'm frozen staring
At your horizon

I hope one day
All dark and clammy fears will crawl away
Although I'm late
And I did nothing to be loved
I drowned the words I should had told
My weary eyes still see your light
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With feelings blunted
With waves surrounded
I'm frozen staring
At your horizon