There's still a flicker left in Port Angeles,
Across the water the lights shine on through.
And on a quiet night you can hear the engines
On the ocean swaying under the moon.

He was a blind cook's son from the east coast.
She fell in deeper than she knew.
Oh, there's some things you see approaching,
But life just doesn't always turn out
The way you wanted it to.

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