Touch the Sky.

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When the cold wind's a a-calling
And the sky is clear and bright
Misty mountains sing and beckon,
Lead me out into the light.

I will ride, I will fly
Chase the wind and touch the sky
I will fly
Chase the wind and touch the sky.

Where dark woods hide secrets
And mountains are fierce and bold
Deep waters hold reflections
Of times lost long ago.

I will hear their every story
Take hold of my own dream
Be as strong as the seas are stormy
And proud as an eagle's scream.

I will ride, I will fly
Chase the wind and touch the sky
I will fly
Chase the wind and touch the sky.

And touch the sky
Chase the wind, chase the wind
Touch the sky.

—Touch the Sky by Julie Fowlis

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