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Be water, my friend 
I’ll take the fire 
Upon my shoulders 

Come hell or high water
Be the lighthouse that awaits

Both in the storm
And in the calm

Both in the crowd
And when there’s no boat around

Be water, my dear,
I’ll take the fire 
That burns and makes thy troubles vanish
In the ashes to which we all come and go 

Dive in
Breathe in 

Be the lighthouse that awaits

Be water, my love,
I’ll take the fire
Upon my shoulders
Just to make you safe 
Until we rise to an endless blue and green 

Just you and me
Some day
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