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Are calling me home
Like a bird in a cage
I felt the crossroads
of time
Your hands played the tune
Twas a vision before me
And I wondered why
We left the music behind
And the dance carried on
Spreading its wings to fly
As we cast our gaze
As we stole away
To the sea shore
On the tumbling sea
And smelt the brine
Felt the wind in our hair
