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Seagull you fly across the horizon into the misty morning sun. |
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Nobody asked you where you are going, |
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Nobody knows where you're from |
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There is a man asking a |
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Question, is it a really the end of the world? |
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Seagull you must have known for a long time; the shapes of things to come. |
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Now you fly through the sky, never asking why |
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And you fly all around, until somebody shoots you down na na nana na, na na nanana na |
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Seagull you fly across the horizon into the misty morning sun. |
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Nobody asked you where you are going. |
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Nobody knows where you're from |
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Now you fly through the sky, never asking why. |
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And you fly all around, until somebody shoots you down. nanana na, na na nanana na |
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Gonna fly away tomorrow. |
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Fly away. |
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Leave it to my sorrow. |
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Hey yeah. |
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Gonna fly away, leave it to my sorrow, hey yeah.. |
