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Take Me Back to the Islands



Yeah the moon brings us back, I'm going back over to the islands
In between your smiles there's a clue whether to scream or be silent
And the wind blows sad and joyful on our arrival onto the islands
With your sense of dislocation you make the perfect travelling companion

And the world will always seem so much younger than me
when I take the boat out
A crowded world will always seem emptier to me
when I take the boat out

Suspicion fills a stranger who looks beyond the horizon
And all the days that I've found love and left with only my feelings to survive on
And I walk the solemn line in with the rhythm of the seas around the islands
There are times to act and times to stand back and time to show what's needed to rely on

And the world will always seem so much younger than me
when I take the boat out
A crowded world will always seem emptier to me
when I take the boat out

How come you always seem so real defined
You put your hand in my hand make it my design
And we give what we have and we do what we can
So, put your hand in my hand

When the sea answers the island
oh oh oh
When the sea answers the island
oh oh oh

Idlewild, from Post Electric Blues

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