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LOGS 2005-2014 |
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SEA FEVERI MUST go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking. I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the brown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. I must down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life.
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