Into the Mystic

We were born before the wind

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 foghorn blows

I will be coming home, mm-mm

And when the foghorn blows

I want to hear it, I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul

Just like way back in the days of old

And magnificently we will float

Into the mystic, mmm

When that foghorn blows

You know I will be coming home, mm-ah

And when that foghorn whistle blows

I gotta hear it, I don't have to fear it

And I wanna rock your gypsy soul

Just like way back in the days of old

And together we will float

Into the mystic

Come on, girl

Too late to stop now