Come on Youth
One final trip on to the coast
To see the sea, and its host
I had to stop my lips from making
The most of foreign sounds
With one road in and one road out
I never thought to pray for drought
But even if I did
I
To see the sea, and its host
I had to stop my lips from making
The most of foreign sounds
With one road in and one road out
I never thought to pray for drought
But even if I did
I
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Writer(s): Charles Richard Harrop Watson, Rebecca Lucy Taylor
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