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See the horses running, on a shore that has no name Can you see them coming, thunder hoof tasseled manes That's my heart that's beating surf against the sand A rage against this feeling, dressed up, civilized modern man And I know no countries or loyalties to any state For my soul is hungry and it's no president for which I wait This savage lion heart that I understand Pulse of the planet earth, the surf against the sand To the masts our midnight sails are raised The harbor wind offers up a sigh I find myself laughing at the thought But you know I'm serious of mind By the light of the moon this game is played Voices low and the stakes are high On the shores the coventry is laid These exiles fly If I write it out to you won't you try to understand When all I see is dark, my head is in my hands Now we're running faster and we can't be sure We're looking into doubt now and we're standing at the door I'm a rich man if you're here, and if your're not I'm poor Such is the exiles life out on the nameless shore To the masts our midnight sails are raised The harbor wind offers up a sigh I find myself laughing at the thought But you know I'm serious of mind By the light of the moon this game is played Voices low and the stakes are high On the shores the coventry is laid These exiles fly |