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Walk with me this path does lead us
Curved and twisted through the fields
Tempting is the destination
And the secrets it may yield

Around the bend an entrance beckons
Long before the skies turn grey
Shrouded by the lost horizon
Wishing us to come and play

Golden grasses form the boundary
Step between the flowing lines
Quickly now the leaves are blowing
Listen as the wind it whines

Nestled in a frame like forest
Set amongst the grandest view
Love awaits our storm chased folly
Calling out to me and you

Fade the darkness from your vision
Follow me to where I roam
No need now to brave the weather
For we have found our way back home