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As She Goes

She runs the tide... Lies on the wind
Takes her bow and comes around again
And as she goes... in her wake dies
All the stars that once could fill my eyes

The moon is a sailor... The sky is an ocean
Where wild geese are dolphins that play in the foam
The dawn is a country where I am a stranger
The moon is a sailor and I am alone
I am alone

And in the light she does cast off
Those of us who look to see enough
Watch her make way as songs are sung
By every yard and curtain she has hung


The moon is a sailor... The sky is an ocean
Where wild geese are dolphins that play in the foam
The dawn is a country where I am a stranger
The moon is a sailor and I am alone
I am alone

And when she's full she take me in her hold
From this berth and passage here below

The dawn is a country where I am a stranger
The moon is a sailor and I am alone
I am alone

 

Flying Stone Music 1994

 

 

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