Cara Dillon - Sweet Liberty
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Standing on the shore
Through the mist my ship has sailed, leaving me behind
All things left unsaid, that were in my mind
When I stood on this deck, strange things I saw
Strange they have vanished now
I'm standing on the shore
Sandy hills all around, nothing standing clear
Softly light is falling through, time was never here
When I stood on this deck, strange things I saw
Strange they have vanished now
I'm standing on the shore
Headlands fading out of sight, horizons disappear
Hazy shores and silent seas, nothing do I fear
Air and water, grass and sand, merging into one
In the silence of the mist, I am still alone
When I stood on this deck, strange things I saw
Strange they have vanished now
I'm standing on the shore
Standing on the shore
Standing on the shore
Standing on the shore
Standing on the shore
Standing on the shore
Standing on the shore