Going Home by Mark Knopfler
The sea and the wind and the open sky all there inside the song.
The sea and the wind and the open sky all there inside the song.
A group of young men in the corner sing along, happy drunk. It is their song. I drink my beer, my heart beats fast. The harmonica plays, the guitar keeps time, keeps strumming, then the chorus starts up again. When I close my eyes, I can hear Soren sing along too