Greg Laswell – Into The Mystic

We were born before the wind
And also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the Mystic

Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the Mystic

And when that fog horn blows
I'll be going home

And when that fog horn blows
I wanna hear it
I don't wanna fear it, and

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float
Into the Mystic

And when that fog horn blows
I'll be going home

And when that fog horn blows
I wanna hear it
I don't wanna fear it, and

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float
Into the Mystic