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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
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
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
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
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,
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
like 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
tropezar al andar
colocarse entre la espina why un rincón 
tropezar al andar
sin oír ni voces 
murmurar... al andar

vuelan espejos de mi voz
no veo
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
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
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
Esta vez ya no te iras 
hoy por fin te quedaras 
a mi lado sin la prisa de tenerte que marchar 
Tu why yo en la habitacion 
puedo oír como tu
Ceylon city

I've got a boat , i hope it's still afloat
With rusty sails, and an old wooden oar
It goes along, in the little town of Ceylon

Ceylon
is just one oar leaning against the wall
What of our plans for paddles in the Fall?
With the reeds grown high in a winding maze
We were to follow
Standing by a riverside 
A river so deep and so wide 
Current's too strong for only one man 
I know because I tried 

I got eight oars - 
four
come true?

Across the sea into shallow water
Long ships' sails and sweeping oars
To walk the shore of a new land
To serve the shores of golden sand
To stroke the oars that drive our galleons on
And while we rowed we had our song
And we had our god, and it may seem odd
But at least there was a cause

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