This story has always been true
And it’s a long way down each time around
It’s something you never get used to
Well I fell like a fool for the one and only
I made peace with a haunting old friend
And as the first drops fell our last words sailed
They sit with me still in the sand
Forty days, boys, and forty nights
The ship tossed and turned two by two
They say heaven poured down on our poor little heads
And the world began anew
Golden shores, I want no more in my time
Than time to tell
High on the mountain is each mark shown
As the wind is blown from our sails
As ships sail away I grow tired and gray This story has always been true And it’s a long way down each time around It’s something you never get used to Well I fell like a fool for the one and only I made peace with a haunting old friend And as the first drops fell our last words sailed They sit with me still in the sand Forty days, boys, and forty nights The ship tossed and turned two by two They say heaven poured down on our poor little heads And the world began anew Golden shores, I want no more in my time Than time to tell High on the mountain is each mark shown As the wind is blown from our sails Explain Request ×
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