| I look out on these shields of heather
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| Across this countryside
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| I wonder how they’ve grown together
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| While people live such separate lives
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| I think I’ll stay inside for the winter
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| Cuz the weather’s in my bones
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| And the wind could shatter bone to splinter
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| Then howl me back home
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| I’m fragile as the lady of the harbor
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| As fragile as her torch that glows
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| As fragile as the gulf stream waters
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| To the Texas coast… to the Texas coast
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| I stared up at the faces in the mountain
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| Just a year ago
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| Laughin' in the spirit of America
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| And singin' in the snow
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| Now I wish I felt as strong as that mountain
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| Just carved in stone
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| I wish I was the gulf stream water
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| And I could sail you home
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| I’m fragile as the lady of the harbor
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| As fragile as her torch that glows
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| As fragile as the gulf stream waters
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| To the Texas coast… to the Texas coast
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| I would give you all that’s in me
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| Though part of me is gone
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| If I could have that day upon the mountain
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| For the snow and the song
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| But here’s to love and all that it changes
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| When you’re alone out in the storm
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| If I’d had a shield of heather
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| I’d have never loved at all
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| I’m fragile as the lady of the harbor
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| As fragile as her torch that glows
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| As fragile as the gulf stream waters
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| To the Texas coast… to the Texas coast
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| I would sail you home
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| To the Texas coast
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| I would sail you home
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| To the Texas coast |