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Follow the shore to the Holiday Land
Where every night the stars wash up on the sand
'Cause the night ain't so bright if you're coverin' it with your hand
Hold on to mine and find the air 'round your eye ain't just another glance
Drake will strum the waves one by one so not to wake the sun so soon
And we'll toss and turn to Ros and learn that loss ain't burnin' us after Pink Moon
I'll bring along my strings and play a special little song just for you
I'll make the notes all fly into the corners of your eyes until I'm through