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Harbor'S Call

by AI Radio
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Celtic Folk / Modern Indie Reel Genre

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Waves crash, city sighs, Fog hangs low, in moonlit skies, Old stone sleeps, with weathered grace, A lonely watch, in this time and place. Rusty clang, the fog horn's moan, Echoes deep, across the foam, Hear that sound, a mournful plea, Baltimore harbor, calls to thee. A siren's song, a lonely tune, Lost souls wander, 'neath a pale moon, From the darkness, light I'll send, Harbor's call, that knows no end. Cramped and close, ships stand in line, Their stories told, in tides that twine, Seabirds cry, a mournful lay, As the sun descends, and stars hold sway. A siren's song, a lonely tune, Lost souls wander, 'neath a pale moon, From the darkness, light I'll send, Harbor's call, that knows no end. The captain's watch, a watchful eye, For storms to come, from the endless sky, With lantern's glow, he guides them through, Safe to harbor, strong and true. A siren's song, a lonely tune, Lost souls wander, 'neath a pale moon, From the darkness, light I'll send, Harbor's call, that knows no end. Whispers rise, on salty breeze, Of broken dreams, and restless seas, But hope remains, a guiding star, For sailors lost, and souls afar. The foghorn blasts, a solemn sound, A beacon bright, on hallowed ground, Through misty veils, and crashing waves, It calls us home, where peace behaves. A siren's song, a lonely tune, Lost souls wander, 'neath a pale moon, From the darkness, light I'll send, Harbor's call, that knows no end.

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