swishin' and swashin'
postcards and phone-calls
from far away....
all the chores
ya can't ignor
lookin' at the door, thinkin'
how ya'd like to explore
a deeper valley floor?
the cool green does implore
"need alittle more"?
you open that door
and run
run
run
until you can't run
no more
cause you hope to make your way
til yer old and sore
it hurts to the core
more efford
now that everythings slow
the time even so
cause it always time to go
but ya never really know
when
remembering back
more than worth
the unknown goal!
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