Gypsy
You know that I am sunlit wateralthough mysterious moonlight
paints my path
The sand and I are always shifting
following the silver stars
My lullabys are sung by seagulls
and I tell time by whipporwills
You may think I am always leaving
But I know I am always headed home
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