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weaken
Feathers-oar blades
Spitting their feathers
Spitting out oar blades (x2)
Crestfallen
Weaken
Here come those oppressors
Oppress, fallen,
The sun was going down behind a tattoo tree
And the simple act of an oar's stroke put diamonds in the sea
And all because of the phosphorus there
one more to this desolate shore
Last boat along the river Nile
Doesn't seem to care, no more wind in his hair
As he reaches his last half mile
The oar
reaches his last half mile
The oar snaps in his hand
Before he reaches dry land
But the sound doesn't deafen his smile
Just pokes at wet sand
With
his last half mile 

The oar snaps in his hand
Before he reaches dry land
But the sound doesn't dampen
His smile
Just pokes the wet sand
With
alone
Facing mirrors that show
A reflection, his own
Face to face

A hand on each of the oars
A hand on each of the oars
We're seven miles from shore
Just
I am standing on her shore
With the anchor and the oars
She's gonna move you like the never ending tide

And I'm standing on her shore
With
The oar snaps in his hand
Before he reaches dry land
But the sound doesn't deafen his smile
Just pokes at wet sand
With an oar in his hand
Floats off
one more
To this desolate shore
Last boat along the river Nile
Doesn't seem to care
No more wind in his hair
As he reaches his last half mile
The oar
sorry that he broke your heart girl
But it's time to let it go
Sometimes love is a river of tears so pick up the oars and row
He shattered your
the resurrection, babe
And you're standing on my foot

But my little boat is empty, it don't go
My oar is broken, it don't row row row
My little boat is empty,
lands
To fight the horde, singing and crying
Valhalla, I am coming!
On we sweep with threshing oar
Our only goal will be the western shore
Ah, ah
We come
lands,
To fight the horde singing and crying:
'Valhalla I am coming!'

On we sweep,
With thrashing oar.
Our only goal will be the western shore.
to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!

On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.
screaming
Teach me to whisper

Anger and hatred are their oars
Revenge their vessel
Be strong, be patient

Making the best of a bad situation
Making the best
know where to turn or who to turn to

There's a lost soul coming down the road
Somewhere between two worlds
With an oar in his hands and a song
his last half mile 

The oar snaps in his hand
Before he reaches dry land
But the sound doesn't dampen
His smile
Just pokes the wet sand
With
one more
To this desolate shore
Last boat along the river Nile
Doesn't seem to care
No more wind in his hair
As he reaches his last half mile
The oar
know where to turn or who to turn to

There's a lost soul coming down the road
Somewhere between two worlds
With an oar in his hands and a song
My raft's taking water
My friends, if you see my oar float alone
Then you'll know that I won't be back
And I never made it home
Wave bye

I'm gone
lands
To fight the horde singing and crying
"Valhalla I am coming!"

On we sweep
With thrashing oar
Our only goal will be the western shore

We
at the intersection
I had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold
Yes there's blood on the median
Like a boat without oars

Duct tape the cross on the brown
and the assassin
Memorize the face and the plates and the prayer

Throw your oars overboard
passage, but you have no ports
And I tried to sail in but your wind and waters
Tore my sails and broke my oars.

Island I see you in the moonlight
Little Sandy
Little Sandy
Little Sandy
Outside
Jesus he came
On a hard winteræ?¯ eve
And spread his dark wings
Oæ??r the breath that you breathe