Compass card is spinning, helm is swinging to and fro
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Oh, where is the dog star, oh, where's the moon.
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You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea.
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Somedays the gales are howling, sometimes the sea is still as glass.
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Oh, raise the main sail, oh, lash the mast.
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You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea.
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Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free.
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There's a sea bird cryin' and there's a ghost wind blowing
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And it's calling you, to that misty swirling sea.
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Till the chains of your dreams are broken,
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No place in this world you can be.
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You're a lost sailor, been away too long at sea.
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Now the shorelines beckon, there is a price for being free.
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You pay for being free, I'll tell ya freedom don't come easy,
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Free don't always come for free,
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Sometimes it's hard to know what to believe in.
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Where to go, who to go, where to be, who to be.
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That means you're driftin'.... driftin'
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Yeah driftin' and dreamin', really goin' on a dream now.
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Really goin' on a feelin', really goin' on a feelin'.
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Driftin', driftin' and dreamin'.
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Cause it's a place you've never been
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Maybe a place you've never seen now
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You can hear them callin' on the wind
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Driftin' and dreamin', driftin' and dreamin'.
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Really goin' on a dream now, really goin' on a dream now,
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Really goin' on a dream now.
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Lost Sailor
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