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Tossed between the sky and sea
We'll sail until we find the harbor lights
A life is but a dream of blue in green
Although it seems the end draws nearer with each passing day
We'll always sail this way
Until we find our home
Tossed between the sky and sea
We'll sail until we find the harbor lights
A life is but a dream of blue in green
Although it seems the end draws nearer with each passing day
We'll always sail this way
Until we find our home
Until we find, until we find our home
Until we find, until we find our home
Until we find, until we find our home
Until we find, until we find our home
Until we find our home
Until we find our home
Until we find, until we find our home