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fifty years have ridden off into the sunset
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I'm sorry but I'm just thinking of
the right words to say
I know they don't sound the way
I planned them to be
But if you wait around a while
I'll make you fall for me
I promise, I promise you I will
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Out on the Mira on warm afternoons
Old men go fishing with black line and spoons
And if they catch nothing, they never complain
I wish I was with them again
As boys in their boats call to girls on the shore
Teasin' the ones that they dearly adore
And into the evening the courting begins
I wish I was with them again
Can you imagine a piece of the universe more fit for princes and kings?
I'll trade you ten of your cities for Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings
Out on the Mira on soft summer nights
Bonfires blaze, to the children's delight
They dance 'round the flames singing songs with their friends
I wish I was with them again
And over the ashes the stories are told
Of witches and werewolves and Oak Island gold
The stars on the riverface sparkle and spin
I wish I was with them again
Can you imagine a piece of the universe more fit for princes and kings?
I'll trade you ten of your cities for Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings
Out on the Mira the people are kind
They'll treat you to homebrew and help you unwind
And if you come broken they see that you mend
I wish I was with them again
But now I'll conclude with a wish you go well
Sweet be your dreams, and your happiness swell
I'll leave you here, for my journey begins
I'm going to be with them again
I'm going to be with them again.
-David
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