On Our Travels
Where the land meets the sand
Meets the sea meets the sky
Where the foam feels like home
And the breeze is a sigh
Where the seagulls like eagles
So wistfully cry
And the gray ocean waves
A hello and goodbye
Where a gift could be driftwood
And love could be nigh
Like a beach within reach
Where broken hearts lie
Where the otters swim waters
Like tears never dry
Is where our friends at world’s end
Will find you and I.
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