There's a lonely dark Island
where memories stray.
An eternal junction where
emotions sway.
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I drift by and by
I wonder why
as I feel for the beast and can not lie
I drift by and by and sometimes cry.
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In the place where I stand
where memories stray,
and pulsing within
is an emotional bay,
so I swing and I sway-
and I swing and I sway.
~
I come from within
to sing you a song
I wish for my voice
it shouldn't be long
~
Pulsing within an emotional bay
I swing and I sway
on this lonely dark day~
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