A song about two different people who nevertheless find each other, like what they see, and decide to walk the same road thereafter.
Lyrics
Look at the boy in the northwest corner of this fair land we love. Fast by the islands and whales walking the tree-lined trails. He looks to the sky and he picks a star to steer himself by. Someday I'm gonna stretch my legs, I'm gonna gallop all of this earth. Now look at the girl from the southern plains and the valley of horses. In the shadow of the great big mountain she has lived her whole life. But she's got a plan one step at a time and she will make her way out. Every season will have its time she's got her feet on the ground. But his ocean dreams and her backyard plans they jostle and join together like the joining of hands. He travels south and she makes her way northward, arriving at the city of the sparkling spire that points the way to the future. She likes the laugh that curls from the corner of his mouth and lands on hers. He likes the shining level water resting in her eyes. But his ocean dreams and her backyard plans they jostle and join together like the joining of hands. She wants to patch the missing pieces in the tottering fences. He wants to catch a crop of stars falling in an open field. He is on fire when a phrase leaps out from a new book he's reading. She gets a smile when she coaxes growth from a stubborn seedling. But his ocean dreams and her backyard plans they jostle and join together like the joining of hands. How far will they go? Well no one knows, no one knows. But look at them go again. He flies too close to the sun sometimes and he gets a little burned. She keeps her nose to the grindstone and sometimes her eyes get blurred. He catches sight of a passing train that carries all their tomorrows. She catches light in a vase she picked out for the mantel this fall. But his ocean dreams and her backyard plans they jostle and join together like the joining of hands.
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