Into The Mystic piano leadsheet with chords

We were born before the wind,

also younger than the sun,

ere the bonny boat was won as we sailed into the mystic.

Hark, now hear the sailor's cry.

Smell the sea and feel the sky,

let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic.

And when the foghorn blows,

I will be coming home.

And when that foghorn blows,

I wanna hear it.

I don't have to fear it,

and I wanna rock your gypsy soul,

just like way back in the days of old.

And magnificently we will flow into the mystic.

And when the foghorn blows,

I will be coming home.

And when that foghorn blows,

I wanna hear it.

I don't have to fear it,

and I wanna rock your gypsy soul,

just like way back in the days of old.

And together we will flow will flow into the mystic.

Too late to stop now.