“You have to make a journey,”
I heard somebody say.
Must I go alone?
Must I go alone?“The rocks will cut your feet,”
I heard somebody say.
“Wear sandals on the stone,
wear sandals on the stone.”
“The river Lamentation,”
I heard somebody say.
Tell me how to cross,
tell me how to cross.“Litanies and whispers,”
I heard somebody say.
I have hope and loss,
I have hope and loss.“Realms of disenchantment,”
I heard somebody say,
“show your cloak is thin,
show your cloak is thin.”
“Yet the days grown weary,”
I heard somebody say,
“can be new again.”
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