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The Island

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Many, many years ago
On an island far away
Kings and Queens had ruled the land
Where you and I both stayed

Neither of us could recollect
How we found each other
or ended up there
on the sand
hand in hand

Back then, many years ago
Our minds could run astray
And get lost among the wilderness
Where you and I both stayed

And no-one had a boat to build
or a train to catch
or a kite to fly
because we were together
and wrapped up by the sky

Many, many years ago
on an island, on the sand
I was king and you were queen
Together we ruled the land


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