The Mast
prize
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Over the hills we go
Our love I know
feels like the sun
High winds we breathe
Blue sky, fill me
The sun's inside your mind
and my mind
Fish flew out of the sea
Crawled out on new feet
We're dreaming light
Sky, plant seeds in my mind
Music, keep me alive
The love I feel is the prize
The prize
- Album:
- Pleasure Island
- Wild Poppies