We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when that fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when thst fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float into the mystic
Come on girl...
Van Morrison



Wow! Would you email me a wallpaper size pic? 1280x1024, please!!!!
Posted by: Amy | July 04, 2007 at 20:27
Love the song and the picture, too!
Posted by: Susan | July 05, 2007 at 16:32
who doesn't know the lyrics to that beautiful tune? who doesn't feel that song deep inside? so rightly done with your gorgeous shot.
Posted by: rebecca | July 06, 2007 at 14:12