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THE FISHERMAN |
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The sun sets in your eyes, |
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Almost every night, |
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The sound of a busy street, |
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Can be so deafening. |
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I can’t face the facts, |
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Your heart attacks |
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They make me miss, |
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Your face is a blur, |
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I forget all the words. |
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Our love will never change, |
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With one foot in the grave, |
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The other in a cast, |
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Our love will never last. |
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I’m the son of a fisherman |
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and a French migrant, |
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I’m just the same |
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as a man who was born |
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with a tongue on his foot, |
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I can taste the earth, |
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I can taste the earth. |
