Paroles de Chance

Young Dubliners

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All across the deepest ocean
Is there a land to save me
Moon ahead, the sun behind me
My spirit runs on empty
The water seems to call my name
A moth into the flame

I am undone
I cannot run
This wicked pull
The ocean
A circumstance
No more past tense
This is our chance

But if i reach the land of waters
Will you try to find me
Moving sand
Fame and fortune
Would you stand beside me
I close my eyes to hear your voice
In this i had no choice

I am undone
I cannot run
This wicked pull
The ocean
A circumstance
No more past tense
This is our chance

The water seems to call my name
A moth into the flame
I am undone
I cannot run
This wicked pull
The ocean
A circumstance
No more past tense
This is our chance, chance

Can you rise above the world that tried to hold you x4

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