North Atlantic Wind - The Fatima Mansions



He sits in the light of the carousel

with his children running 'round his knees

While the wind howls down through the fishing boat mast

the lights sway and the barkers freeze

Well, his clothes are ragged and his smile is bright

and the world he's in is only his

so let no fool come up and look at him and say,



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