The Greatest Unknown

from The Missing Season E​.​P. by The Missing Season

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I sail away, sail away from your shores, setting out once more
to each and all there's a time to stroll far away from your home

I'll find my way to the pole, here's a nice place to roam among the pines
Let me make a toast to the greatest unknown where I'm bound

Sailing away to the desert shores of old where no birds do sing
making my luck down to the mysterious, down to the greatest unknown

As I land on this desert beach, I feel that I'm out of reach
There is not one thing that I miss from my life on the leash

I'll find my way to the pole, here's a nice place to roam among the pines
Let me make a toast to the greatest unknown where I'm bound

I'll find my way up to the pole, here is a nice cold place to roam.
Among the pines I'll make a toast to the greatest unknown where I'm bound.

Sailing away to the desert shores of old where no birds do sing
making my luck down to the mysterious, down to the greatest unknown

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from The Missing Season E​.​P., released December 17, 2010

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