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It's funny what you think at the end of your days
I had money, I had time, but I threw them away
I had chances to leave, but each time I would stay
I was old, I was bitter, I was stuck in my ways

And each night when I look back on me
Not a single scar can be seen
And it comes and it goes and I think
Maybe this is all I'm supposed to be
I lived my life for the fear of the sea

From afar I would look down on each crashing wave
Oh I've never been certain, I've never been brave
And I wish that I took that advice that she gave
That old bones and regrets are all you take to your grave

And each night when I look back on me
Not a single scar can be seen
And it comes and it goes and I think
Maybe this is all I'm supposed to be
I lost it all for the fear of the sea

It's funny what you think at the end of your days
Well the tide it came in and it took me away

And each night when I look down on me
Not a single scar can be seen
And it comes and it goes and I think
Maybe this is all I'm supposed to be
I gave my life for the fear of the sea
I gave my life for the fear of the sea

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