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Into the Mystic
   ------Van Morrison

WE WERE BORN BEFORE THE WIND. ALSO YOUNGER THAN THE SUN.
ERE THE BONNIE BOAT WAS WON, AS WE SAILED INTO THE MYSTIC.
HARK, NOW HEAR THE SAILORS CRY. SMELL THE SEA, AND FEEL THE SKY.
LET YOUR SOUL AND SPIRIT FLY INTO THE MYSTIC.

AND WHEN THAT FOG HORN BLOWS, I WILL BE COMIN’ HOME.
AND WHEN THE FOG HORN BLOWS, I WANT TO HEAR IT.
I DON'T HAVE TO FEAR IT!

AND I----- WANT TO ROCK YOUR GYPSY SOUL,
JUST LIKE WAY BACK IN THE DAYS OF OLD,
AND MAGNIFICENTLY WE WILL FLOW, INTO THE MYSTIC

WHEN THAT FOG HORN BLOWS YOU KNOW I WILL BE COMIN’ HOME.
AND WHEN THAT FOG HORN WHISTLE BLOWS I GOTTA HEAR IT
I DON'T HAVE TO FEAR IT

AND I WANT TO ROCK YOUR GYPSY SOUL
JUST LIKE WAY BACK IN THE DAYS OF OLD
AND TOGETHER WE WILL FLOW, INTO THE MYSTIC

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TOO LATE TO STOP NOW.