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Marina Samba • AI

Waves of Gentle Reflection

Bossanova • 2026 • 3:39

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[Verse 1] A paper boat slipped from the windowsill Carried by a gutter after summer rain On its side, a little bluebird drawn in ink Kept its course beneath the garden gate [Pre-Chorus] You said, “Where will it go?” I said, “Somewhere we don’t know” [Chorus] Sail on, little boat, past the willow tree Take our secret map to the edge of the sea If you find a place where the clouds hang low Leave one blank page for us to follow [Verse 2] It passed a row of marbles in the lane A silver key asleep beside a stone A fox watched from the tall grass, very still Then turned away and let the boat go on [Pre-Chorus] You smiled and held my hand Like we’d planned it all along [Chorus] Sail on, little boat, past the willow tree Take our secret map to the edge of the sea If you find a place where the clouds hang low Leave one blank page for us to follow [Bridge] By evening, it was small against the blue But I could see the bird still flying true And every folded crease became a wing For all the quiet, impossible things [Final Chorus] Sail on, little boat, past the willow tree Carry that bluebird where we cannot see If you find a shore with a door of gold Leave it open wide till we both grow old [Outro] A paper boat slipped out of sight Still, your hand was warm in mine tonight

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