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I'm sinking in the water,
The moon, she sits high.
I'm pulled under the waves,
The moon, she sits high.
I'm pulled towards the sea,
The moon, she sits high.
I crash on the beach,
The moon let's go her tide.
I will live another day,
The moon right by my side.

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