Harry, I, the king, say, follow me.
Past the bridge we sigh, watching clouds go by.
Finding silent way, now I came back again.
Go from good to bad, go from here to there.
Past the bridge we sigh, watching clouds go by.
Finding silent way, now I came back again.
Go from good to bad, go from here to there.
Finding silent way, now I came back again.
Go from here to there, find me again...
Go from here to there, find me again.

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Colour by the sea,
Tremble thou in sea,
Blastin' by the tree.
Sometimes I wake up to a flash,
because I expect something's not right for me.
But I'm trying to say,
I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
I'm trying to come up with the right solutions.
The right solutions.
I may not qualify myself for all the questions,
but I think that my life is a little bit self-fabulous
because I try to understand
the things that I've found myself doing.
And I think that's the best way to express
the style of the ocean.
I hate that I have this.
That's me.
I hate that I have this.
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