cross and uncross
the paths with green moss
wind up and down across the plain
with flow'rs by the side
each morning is bright
full of brilliant promise to be gained
each route is unique
some bright and some bleak
but ev'ry single has to be tread
yet they all go away
from my here and today
oh what would i give for them back
the paths with green moss
wind up and down across the plain
with flow'rs by the side
each morning is bright
full of brilliant promise to be gained
each route is unique
some bright and some bleak
but ev'ry single has to be tread
yet they all go away
from my here and today
oh what would i give for them back
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