Ancient Wind, changing ways
Let me see the seven seas
You were there, when the world was born
And all we knew was all these thoughts
Ancient Wind, pull me in
Show me how this all begins
Setting sun, every day
Always seems to go away
The next morning, when you get warm
With your light, it all takes form
You and me, in the sand
Draw a line of sea vs. land
Figure out, it all makes sense
Never would we build a fence
Ancient Wind, pull us in
Show us how this all begins
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