| The road is long, but not long enough to reach it
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| The path is long, but it stops about an hour in
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| The markers fall off the trees after some seasons
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| And even I get lost out there in the fall
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| So turn your face into the dark
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| Don’t let them see the light in your eyes
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| Keep this secret close to your heart
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| Don’t tell them where our cabin lies
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| Where our cabin lies
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| The lake is small, but it’s big enough to keep us
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| Tucked in the bay, I draw a line in the sand
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| And I don’t know whose land it is I sit on
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| I wasn’t aware that anybody owned it!
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| So turn your face into the dark
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| Don’t let them see the light in your eyes
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| Keep this secret close to your heart
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| Don’t tell them where our cabin lies
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| Where our cabin lies
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| Who could love this land without telling everyone they know?
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| And whoever loves this land will build more roads
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| So turn your face into the dark
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| Keep clear of the highway lights
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| Keep this secret close to your heart
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| Don’t tell them where our cabin lies
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| Where our cabin lies |