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I stand alone on the harbor

I look out on the bay

The wind and rain makes it harder

No one braves the storm today

Distant bells and the gulls cry

(Familiar sound)

My clothes are damp from the spray

The air is cold but my feet are even colder

The boats are where they’re going to stay

I never thought I’d ever worry about the weather

I never used to care

But it becomes too real when it provides the meals

For you and many far away

But there’s always the promise of tomorrow

It’s only light winds on our tail

To sail the seas is such sweet sorrow

Together with all the old familiar smells

In this blissful hell full of fearful joy

The ocean waits for its prey

The night’s a thief and at the end of the day

Steals the light away

I stand alone in the harbor

I still look out on the bay

The wind and rain makes it harder

No one braves the storm today

I can’t see anything, only what’s ahead

And what gets washed up on the shore

There are so many things either left unsaid

Or spoken a million times before

Weigh anchor

I’d rather go sailing round the world

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