from mountains coloured by no faint regret
there's never pause to think we must be past
the urgent moment when we were beset
by what seemed armies that could not forget
the banner that was once seen on our mast
from mountains coloured by no faint regret
yet we must move to wait would be to fret
and patience is for those who have not passed
the urgent moment when we were beset
from every side but still would take the bet
against despair we could not be outclassed
from mountains coloured with no faint regret
each could discern what would not be upset
till beyond hope all pilgrims would hold fast
the urgent moment when we were beset
right at the point where all the roads had met
and journeys would have reached their end at last
from mountains coloured by no faint regret
the urgent moment when we were beset
Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 10:44 AM UTC
from mountains coloured by no faint regret
there's never pause to think we must be past
the urgent moment when we were beset
by what seemed armies that could not forget
the banner that was once seen on our mast
from mountains coloured by no faint regret
yet we must move to wait would be to fret
and patience is for those who have not passed
the urgent moment when we were beset
from every side but still would take the bet
against despair we could not be outclassed
from mountains coloured with no faint regret
each could discern what would not be upset
till beyond hope all pilgrims would hold fast
the urgent moment when we were beset
right at the point where all the roads had met
and journeys would have reached their end at last
from mountains coloured by no faint regret
the urgent moment when we were beset
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