Sailing heartships through broken harbors, out on the waves in the night
Still the searcher must ride the dark horse, racing along in his stride
Tell me why...
Tell me why...
Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself
When you're old enough to repay but young enough to sell....
Tell me lies later come and see me, I'll be around for a while
I am lonely but you can free me, all in the way that you smile
Tell me why...
Tell me why...
Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself
When you're old enough to repay but young enough to sell....
Tell me why...
Tell me why...
Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself
When you're old enough to repay but young enough to sell....
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