Hearts and souls to the streets and starts

All of this life we strive to be free
so let it be
but every while I would remember

The day we drank moonshine in the rain
and raised our glasses to the wind
the day that we dreamed we could be free
riding the wings of liberty

So here's one more for our friends
and here's one for our children
feeling the cold rain on our fingertips
And moonshine on our lips
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Mike Oldfield - Moonshine