He was a captain
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Flew a silver sail
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Playing a wind song like a part of the sea
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He followed the sunshine
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Charted the stars
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Like a part of the ocean... a part of the sea
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And what he did not fear was the journey
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Or the treasures left behind
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And he did not run from the answer
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What he did not hear were the lies
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He told a story
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Sailed through storms
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Painted a picture lived in the scenes
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Some say he was crazy
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living in a dream
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But he sailed with a reason out on a crystal sea
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And what he did not fear didn't hurt him
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What he did not seek didn't find
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And he would not run from the answers
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What he did not hear were the lies
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Sail on captain sail on
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Let your guiding light lead you cross the ocean
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And though his eyes were old
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He saw much more than men could see
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Now even though he¡¯s gone
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His legacy lives on
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a simple faith that takes me cross the sea
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And home again
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As the stormy sea keeps ragin on
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Sometimes I miss my home
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Take me home
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I can feel it when the wind blows
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and I hear you call my name
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Take me home
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I've been away too long
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Take me home
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let your spirit lead me on
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And until that day
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I'll try and live just like the captain
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The Captain
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Guardian |