North Tales
Luke Wineson
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The rising sun against my face
It has started to burn my face
Well I said no, I am not coming home
Well I said no, I am not coming home
The broken waves hits the white sand
The big grey seashore starts to shine
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Well I said no, I am not coming home
Well I said no, I am not coming home
The birds are flying across the sky
They bless the world with their sweet flight
Well I said no, I am not coming home
Well I said no, I am not coming home
Until I feel the freedom sword I shall not be at home
Until you've been in the Cantabric coast you shall not be at home