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I set out one night
When the tide was low
There were signs in the sky
But I did not know
I'd be caught in the grip
Of an undertow
Ditched on a beach
Where the sea hates to Go
With a child in my arms
And a chill in my soul
And my heart the shape
Of a begging bo---owl
I set out one night
But I did not know
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(La, la, la,...)
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(I'd be caught in the grip of an undertow)
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(Ditched on a beach where the sea hates to go)
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(With a child in my arms and a chill in my soul)
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(And my heart the shape of a begging bowl)
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