A rock can be a hard place when you're in between the nagging
of a restless sea, a sorry sky, a darkening horizon....
When the one voice you can hear is just your own,
innocently thrown back by a gale that's so damn angry
nothing sails, nothing dares- except my endless love for you.
Sing for me my siren. I'm far away but know that I can hear you.
Here it's calmer. Here it's clear-it's Christmas on the Moon...
But still it's just another rock ,wrapped up inside a
fancy box that's just like all the others.
Time to throw back the covers and FLY!
Cast away the rock that weighs you down.
I t's time to fly.
of a restless sea, a sorry sky, a darkening horizon....
When the one voice you can hear is just your own,
innocently thrown back by a gale that's so damn angry
nothing sails, nothing dares- except my endless love for you.
Sing for me my siren. I'm far away but know that I can hear you.
Here it's calmer. Here it's clear-it's Christmas on the Moon...
But still it's just another rock ,wrapped up inside a
fancy box that's just like all the others.
Time to throw back the covers and FLY!
Cast away the rock that weighs you down.
I t's time to fly.
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