Open Season (C) 1987 Urgent Dispatch Ltd.
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v1
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Across with sails and rigging ships
boats of wood were they
over waters streaking by
adventure to great shores
final echo land ahead
people locked in time
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ch
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going through your ancestry
continued even more
destinate uncharted land
open season always
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v2
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oars a flailing pent-up slaves
move this way and that
against the tides bucking waves
gaining soldiers's fill
viking calling master's will
no penny or no price
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ch(solo)
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v3
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dash away with pitch and hull
village loot and burn
faker's entrance go ahead
tell me what you find
forest looking more like wood
walking past old place
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ch
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