Prepared we were not
to cross Captain Jack's path
late in the summer of ten,
with the sun bearing down
as we wandered the town
where the Koreshans once lived.
But he nodded. We smiled
and went on our way,
rolling it all in our heads.
We giggled and talked
and suddenly stopped
to turn back and run after him.
You see love for a pirate and sailing the seas
rest deep in a gypsy girl's soul,
where she dreams of the day he will take her away
to find a new place in the world.
So we followed his swagger
as he wound through the woods
and stopped to take in the sights.
You know when chance comes to call
you must answer with all
because sometimes she doesn't seek twice.
There we tracked Captain Jack
on the seashell lined path
and dreamed of the life that he lived
With his swashbuckling ways
that man made our day
late in the summer of ten.
You know love for a pirate and an adventurer's life
lie deep in a gypsy girl's soul,
where she dreams of the world she has yet to explore
and all of the secrets it holds.
(c) 2010
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