In the Pacific lies a land of gold
An island floating on a sea of oil
She is my home and there I shall grow old
On these open plains and earth I shall toil
Whether you are watching her ocean waves
Enjoying the stars and moonlight night sky
Or exploring all of her wondrous caves
She keeps calling me in a haunting cry
Early sunrise brings hope for another day
Another day of praying for the best
Her sunsets give a magical display
Putting troubled minds and children to rest
She has embroiled me so tight with her heart
Her mighty grip, I can’t fight nor depart
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