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He left his home when he grew up |
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To reach the stars |
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He wandered around everywhere |
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To find the place of dreams |
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The light was pale |
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THe moon was shining down on him |
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He walked alone through the night |
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Searching for more wisdom |
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What more could he say |
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He's hoping to find the light of day |
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But deep inside him he knows |
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That sunlight is far more away |
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An owl was howling from a tree |
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The wind was cold |
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Fading away in the dark |
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Glimmering moon shadow |
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He was afraid inside |
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He didn't know the way |
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Shallow lake sang a song |
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He fell in his knees and prayed |
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What more could he say |
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He's hoping to find the light of day |
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But deep inside him he knows |
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That sunlight is far more away |
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The day has died |
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And the night has passed away |
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ANd now for him there's just nothing to say |
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And soon he'll find in the rain of the night |
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That every journey will come to and end |
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He was alone and sad |
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Beside a willow tree |
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Crying for sense in his life |
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He finally realized |
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In all his life he searched |
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For truth so far away |
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But the truth itself |
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Lay dep within his soul |
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What more could he say |
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Now he was found light of day |
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Still deep inside him he know |
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It wasn't a journey away |