Way To Go
Let's cross the desert full of noise,
Of whisper and of howl;
Plod step by step against the wind
Despite the darkest hour.
Time's running out, flies like sand,
Gets into every pore;
And every step is harder yet,
And there are many more.
Do not look back; there's nothing there;
Nothing to see ahead;
Don't trust the voice that claims to help -
It only wants you dead.
Confused and blind, how can we find
The long-forgotten way?
Head full of sand, how will it end
When we have gone astray?
And yet... There is a little tune,
A silver melodee
That guides you safely back, back home,
For you forever be.
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