The Sailor’s Dream - November 6th | Текст песни

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• The Sailor’s Dream
• November 6th

I was the youngest of five.
Each one successful, our mother’s great pride.
And the plan for our lives was laid out.
We were going to be famous, no doubt.

A doctor,
a captain,
a priest.
But the waves they were calling for me.

b r e a k f r e e
b r e a k f r e e

This is not what your life’s going to be.

So I ran from the town
and in time settled down
in a house
on a cliff
by the sea.

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