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On Her Majesty's Secret Service (From "James Bond 007")

de Sean Callery
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Upon your winter island
We wore boots
Upon the sand
Thanking heaven for our hunter’s hats
That tied beneath the chin

Upon your winter island
I held you so close
I felt the bird
You keep within your chest
Spread it’s wing & beat against me

Upon your winter island
We ran upon the sand
We rose & fell like dark birds
& i kissed
Your mittened hand

Upon your winter island
We slept in feathered beds
& the howling of the air at night
Was a ghost upon the wind