Into The Mystic - Andy Kong

We were born before the wind

Also younger than the Sun

And the Bonnie boat 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

When a foghorn blows

I will be coming home

When a foghorn blows

When I hear it

And I don’t have to fear it, and I

Want to rock your gypsy soul

Like back in the days of old

Magnificently we will float

Into the mystic

When a foghorn blows

No I will be coming home

When a foghorn whistle blows

Gotta hear it

And I don’t have to fear it, and I

Want to rock your gypsy soul

Like back in the days of old

Together we will float

Into the mystic

Come on girl

It’s too late to stop now

It’s too late to stop now

It’s too late to stop now