| We’re held in the motion as it moves us along
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| Never knowing quite where it might lead
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| And from mountain to ocean we try to be strong
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| We bend to the ultimate need
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| Of the hopes and the fears of the yet to be born
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| Determined we nourish their seed
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| And if the spirit is willing and the rivers don’t rise
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| And the light doesn’t disappear out of our eyes
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| And adventure stays with us with its pain and surprise
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| We’ll be together again
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| And if the line takes the strain and the rope doesn’t break
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| And the venom stays asleep in the tooth of the snake
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| And we don’t hold against us the mistakes that we make
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| We’ll be together again
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| Oblivious love when it’s clear and it’s young
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| It waits for the chance to shine through
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| And brother and sister from one we have come
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| And we wait for the chance to renew
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| With the dreams and the schemes of the innocent years
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| That sing from the place where we grew
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| And if the spirit is willing and the rivers don’t rise
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| And the light doesn’t disappear out of our eyes
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| And adventure stays with us with its pain and surprise
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| We’ll be together again
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| And if the line takes the strain and the rope doesn’t break
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| And the venom stays asleep in the tooth of the snake
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| And we don’t hold against us the mistakes that we make
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| We’ll be together again |