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And when the mighty sea is heaving
And the mountain's gotten big
What anyone believes in
I never gave a fig

But I could never fully handle
The heart that bore the load
Something never spoken
Something forever owed

Till I can bring you home
Till I can bring you home
No, I will never really be free
While you live in my memory

In awe and almost fearful
I'll bet that you don't care
You're most likely thinking
About your brother still back there

Till I can bring him home
Till I can bring you home
I will never really be free
While you live in my memory

I can never have it taken
But I wanted you to know
That forever we're connected, you and me
It doesn't matter where it goes
There are things we simply owe

I can bring you home
I can bring you home
I can bring you home
I can bring you home
I can bring you home
I can bring you home

Till I can bring you home
Till I can bring you home
No, I will never really be free
While you live in my memory
No, I will never really be free
While you
And when the mighty sea is heaving   And the mountain's gotten big   What anyone believes in   I never gave a fig      But I could never fully handle   The heart that bore the load   Something never spoken   Something forever owed      Till I can bring you home   Till I can bring you home   No, I will never really be free   While you live in my memory      In awe and almost fearful   I'll bet that you don't care   You're most likely thinking   About your brother still back there      Till I can bring him home   Till I can bring you home   I will never really be free   While you live in my memory      I can never have it taken   But I wanted you to know   That forever we're connected, you and me   It doesn't matter where it goes   There are things we simply owe      I can bring you home   I can bring you home   I can bring you home   I can bring you home   I can bring you home   I can bring you home      Till I can bring you home   Till I can bring you home   No, I will never really be free   While you live in my memory   No, I will never really be free   While you
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