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Sailing a restless sea A fantasy Into white water Far from the islands. The wind carries From a memory. Taking on water |
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Never going to get to France. Never going to get to France. Don't you know you're Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? Could a new romance ever bind you? |
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Territory. Searching for sanctuary. Over your shoulder Like a shadow Stories unfold, you're Roaming in far off Walking on foreign grounds |
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You know you're Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? Never going to get to France. Could a new romance ever bind you? Never going to get to France. |
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I see a picture By the lamp's flicker. Isn't it strange how Dreams fade and shimmer? |
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Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? Never going to get to France. Never going to get to France. Could a new romance ever bind you? |
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By the lamp's flicker. I see a picture Dreams fade and shimmer? Isn't it strange how |
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Never going to... Never going to get to France. Never going to... Could a new romance ever bind you? Never going to get to France. Never going to get to France. Never going to get to France. Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? Never going to get to France. |
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