visions of the devil's teeth at night
de marin county lighthouse keeper
There's a breeze in the air
There are stars in the sky
And I'm sure that there's bound to be a reason
Why we are here
But for now we will wonder at the evening sky
So come on baby
So come on baby
Give it to your heart's desire
So come on baby
So come on baby
Dig a little deeper down now
It's a beautiful night
Way up beyond the stars we are
You can stay all night here
It's a beautiful night
There's a song that I'm sure I've heard you singing
That I try hard to hear
It's a language of love, aha, in a way
That I don't know
It ain't loud
But it's coming over crystal clear
So come on baby
So come on baby
Give it to your heart's desire
So come on baby
So come on baby
Dig a little deeper down now
It's a beautiful night
Way up beyond the stars we are
You can stay all night here
It's a beautiful night
Más canciones de marin county lighthouse keeper
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i want to give you everything
objects washed up on the shore, the waves returned to me, i kept safe in my hands
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underwater i can still see the coast so i know i am not far
farallon islands refuge
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faraway / i don't want to feel like this anymore
farallon islands refuge
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passages
farallon islands refuge
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stranded goat on little lighthouse hill
farallon islands refuge
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adapting
farallon islands refuge
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filling the island's first garden with your favorite flowers
farallon islands refuge
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marine terrace and everyone i knew
farallon islands refuge
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return
farallon islands refuge
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no longer feeling
postcards from san francisco
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i extend a hello and hear back an empty echo
keeper's log
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(at the bottom of the ocean) a thousand bottled messages, written in your name
point reyes national seashore
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leaving
postcards from san francisco
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ink overflows without leaving a stain
keeper's log
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can't stay here
postcards from san francisco
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a map for a place that doesn't exist
objects washed up on the shore, the waves returned to me, i kept safe in my hands
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the memory holds onto me, i try to set it free
keeper's log
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infinite glass stones
objects washed up on the shore, the waves returned to me, i kept safe in my hands
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Great Day
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