Peregrine Fly

In the golden light of a brilliant sun,
From this town we’ll turn to the hills we’ll run,
Where the grass grows high and the peregrine fly
Where the mountain hare and the heart runs wild,
The heart runs wild,

From the old tin mine we will follow the line,
Where the railway ran once upon a time,
In the evening sun where the shadows grow long,
The wind will sing us the strangest song,
The strangest song,

With only the sky above,
I’ll be lost in the arms of the one I love,

Instrumental,

The strangest song,

With only the sky above,
I’ll be lost in the arms of the one I love,
With only the heavens above,
I’ll be lost in the arms of the one I love.

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