A silent moment, the evening still
To her the world is over-stimulating, energetic and sublime.
The plans are all made and the bags have been packed
We'll soon know the answer and relish the sensation
This land is too beautiful, too perfect to leave.
A man paddles toward her, and flashes his smile
Years pass on an island, and traffic ensues
What more had she wanted, what more will she get.
The world is her oyster, it's your oyster too.
Last time that we saw her, she was walking away
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