Harbor Horizons

{bright acoustic

guitar strumming} {warm brass swells entering} (ooh-ooh-ooh) {orchestral chimes}

Morning breaks on the harbor side

Golden light on the rising tide

White sails reaching up for the sky

As the ferryboats go gliding by

And we feel the pull

of the sand

and sea

This is where

we are meant to be

{snare rolls building} (yeah) {strings rising}

Sydney, your heart is beating wide

Where the harbor meets the ocean tide

Underneath the southern stars we stand

In the grandest city in the land (oh-oh-oh) {soaring brass fanfare}

From the quiet coves to the busy streets

Every cobblestone has a path it meets

Canopy of green on the sandstone walls

Hear the laughter where the summer calls

Sydney, your heart is beating wide Where the harbor meets the ocean

tide

Underneath the southern stars we stand

In the grandest city in the land (oh-oh-oh)

{soaring brass fanfare}

Our harbor home (ooh-ooh-ooh)

Where the currents roam {acoustic guitar fading} {orchestral bells ringing} {warm brass

chords

sustaining}