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[Intro] [Verse] Storm-lashed Connemara shore Sea thrift pink blooms by the door Found a locket of glass Where the high tides pass Emerald light in the sand Cool and smooth in my hand [Pre-Chorus] Fog rolls over the crags Like a spirit in rags I can feel the pull Of the frayed wool [Chorus] Let the wooden flute cry Under a violet sky I am the daughter of the gale Tracing the ghost of a sail From the New World to the old A story of salt and of gold [Post-Chorus] Bioluminescent crest Light on her breast Bioluminescent crest Finding her rest [Verse] Whitewash peeling in the sun Since the long voyage begun She left the quay in the mist By the cold water kissed Bouzouki strings start to hum Like the beat of a drum [Pre-Chorus] Shadows dance on the wall I can hear the sea call Through the gaps in the stone I am never alone [Chorus] Let the wooden flute cry Under a violet sky I am the daughter of the gale Tracing the ghost of a sail From the New World to the old A story of salt and of gold [Bridge] Across the Atlantic divide She carried the turning tide Hammered dulcimer rings For the hope that she brings Seven generations away I am standing here today [Breakdown] Fiddle rising high Watch the gulls fly Fiddle rising high No more goodbye [Verse] I wear the glass on a chain Through the soft Irish rain 1920s ghost in my eyes Underneath Western skies She found a home in the west Now my heart is at rest [Chorus] Let the wooden flute cry Under a violet sky I am the daughter of the gale Tracing the ghost of a sail From the New World to the old A story of salt and of gold [Post-Chorus] Bioluminescent crest Light on her breast Bioluminescent crest Finding her rest [Outro]
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