Call of The Wild
If it be
What calls to me
The wild raging
Across the sea
If it be
What calls to me
The wild blowing
In the wind in the trees
If it be
What calls to me
The wild gushing
In the mountain spring
If it be
what calls to me
the wild guiding
and eagle’s wing
let me go
and let me know
what it’s like to be free
What calls to me
The wild raging
Across the sea
If it be
What calls to me
The wild blowing
In the wind in the trees
If it be
What calls to me
The wild gushing
In the mountain spring
If it be
what calls to me
the wild guiding
and eagle’s wing
let me go
and let me know
what it’s like to be free
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