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Oct 09, 2006 01:49

Afraid of paths we've never seen
For they look like paths before

Question paths we may love
For we cannot see the end

Miss the paths where treasures lie
Too saddened too look up

Run the paths we know to well
And walls are all we find

We take no path.
We cannot move.
Too scared to ask our fellow traveller's

A life lived at a fork
Is no life at all

--Charles de Gaulle

When the world ends
Youre gonna come with me
Were going to be crazy
Like a river bends
Were going to float
Through the criss cross of the mountains
Watch them fade to nothing
When the world ends
You know thats whats happening now
Im going to be there with you somehow, oh...
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