The sea rose and fell
Duelling with the sand
In their eternal battle
For ownership of land
And we watched it all
Slip through our hands
But through all of my highs and lows
You make me a Better Man
Now far out into nowhere
A single bird's cry
Just sharpens our contrast
Between sea and sky
And we watched it all
Fall through our hands
But through all of my highs and lows
You make me a Better Man
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