The End Of My Pirate Days by Mary Chapin Carpenter
The night is soft and silent, new moon at my door
There's nothing near as quiet as the light I'm looking for
Last time that it appeared he was lying next to me
Last time I felt this near to whispered ecstasy
And those who need adventure
They can sail the seven seas
And those who search for treasure
They must live on grander dreams
We rose and fell just like the tides, he filled my heart and soul
And I buried all my dreams for someone else to find
In my pirate days
This world is kinder to the kind that won't look back
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