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There is a place on the mountain near by |
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Deep in a cave but its up rather high |
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There in the darkness |
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I safely concealed |
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All of the dreams that you never revealed |
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And if you go there, and after you do |
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All of these dreams would be yours to pursue |
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The rest of your lifetime, devoid of a care |
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If you keep your eyes open, you may find yourself there |
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Such is the promise, such is the curse |
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You could just live your life, better or worse |
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Knowing the casual dreams up on that hill |
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Beckons and sways but won't bend to your will |
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You might find a river, under a mountain |
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That feeds a remote, subterranean fountain |
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Drink from this taste just a hint of a dream |
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That somehow leads into the underground stream |
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And if you go there, and after you do |
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All of these dreams would be yours to pursue |
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The rest of your lifetime, devoid of a care |
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If you keep your eyes open, you may find yourself there |
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And if you go there, and after you do |
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All of these dreams would be yours to pursue |
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The rest of your lifetime, devoid of a care |
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If you keep your eyes open, you may find yourself there |
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If you keep your heart open |
