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.
And swords clacking. I also want swords clacking. Can we get that, please? And maybe a nice coffee.
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.
And swords clacking. I also want swords clacking. Can we get that, please? And maybe a nice coffee.
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