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its not over, think it over tonight
blacks masts fly in broken skies

and oh, is this over, is this over, for me?

can you hold her? blood runs colder
in this silhouette of living dead

the dock's in sight but you cant win
the dock's in sight but you cant win
you wont win

i am going where the water takes me
black skies, the cold night breaks me
this ship will not turn around
this ship is not going down

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getting closer, giving up, youre out of reach
calling out, i cannot see, i cannot see

call out, to nothing

sails breaking, our ships spiral down so deep
captains call for retreat but they wont escape

retreat, you wont sleep again

oh what i would give just to be home