Where will you go when days grow
Short and winds grow cold and green leaves are shaken?
There was a road as once I saw
Wound with bright ivies and trumpeting haws
Of whitest sand embroidered with flowers
That very few had taken
Where will you stay while rivers run
And days eat days and white stars are pining?
In hopes more true in hearts more gay
In love that is stronger and brighter than day
In hands that heal in thoughts that play
In all eyes shining
Why do we talk of go and stay?
(Of go and stay)
We will all be here till here is there

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