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Westward

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She was leaving westward, westward
she sailed through the mighty winds mighty winds

she was leaving full sail full sail
she had just one suitcase suitcase

she doesn’t take a radio
she understands the great big blue
and where she comes fades to sky
her eyes are dry

and in the morning she will say
“I know my bones I know my way”
and when night becomes the dawn
she will move on

she saw rocks and coast lines coast lines
she saw rocks and coast lines

she left so much behind behind
she left so much behind behind

she has the sea upon her brow
she’ll break her back to start anew
the sea just tosses bashes bruises
she doesn’t lose it

but when the orient sun appears
she finds her pillow wet with tears
but she raises up her sails
and and gazes westward

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July 10th, 2012 at 2:20 am

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