I have walked, walked on your water
and I have hardened your sea
I have known all of your children
some of your women love me
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I’m like a rider on a white horse
I’m like a rider on a white horse
I’m going nowhere, going nowhere
I’ve always been here
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the dyke, the dyke that you’re building
may hold, hold back the sea
but the dyke, the dyke that you’re building
will never, will never hold back me