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The fisherman comes up, puts his two poles in the sand
He stares out at the sea just exactly like me
But I've got a book in my hand
We will have caught on to something by the end of the day
But mostly we think about the one that got away
I've seen like a bird what pleasures the surface can bring
I've lost my best craft going foolishly back to where to the sirens sing
I've stared up at the place where the water meets the sky
And though I stopped breathing I still believe I should try
Maybe a boat in search of lost treasures will pass by
'Cause the fleet of hope is so pretty when she's shining in the port
And the harbor clings to the jetty for protection and support
Out in the choppy waters the sharks swim and play
You're all washed up when Poseidon has his day
I've walked through the desert climbed over mountains so high
Through jungles and plains I took buses and trains
And airplanes across the sky
But none as seductive as ocean before me alone
And now I know why you layered your pockets with stones
'Cause the fleet of hope is so pretty when she's shining in the port
And the harbor clings to the jetty for protection and support
Out in the choppy waters the sharks swim and play
You're all washed up when Poseidon has his day
When I was a girl all of my fancy took flight
And I had this dream could outshine anything even the darkest night
Now I wait like a widow for someone to come back from sea
I've always known I was waiting for me
'Cause the fleet of hope is so pretty when she's shining in the port
And the harbor clings to the jetty for protection and support
Out in the choppy waters the sharks swim and play
You're all washed up when Poseidon has his day
HATA BİLDİR
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