An open coast, an open road
Spirit rising, burning gold
I'll take you to the caverns
Where the gypsies go
They're dancing through the firelight
Whirling fast and slow
It's a cry from the heart
it's a crying soul
Nothing imagined need ever be lost
Going from dust to dust
We're running and hiding
Like wolves from a pack
You'll hear the waves crashing
Never turning back
It's a cry from the heart
It's a crying soul
Nothing imagined need ever be lost
Going from dust to dust
It's a cry from the heart
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