I saw the mountains move
I saw them clear a path to you
Then push me to the side
To a place I never thought I'd find
I can't put my finger on it now
But I know that someday, we'll meet again somehow
Looking up at night I tend to find
That all these little things are part of the same kind
I saw the red leaves fall
I heard the loon and heron call
To keep me looking out
In the dark and waiting for a sound
I can't put my finger on it now
But I know that someday, we'll meet again somehow
Looking up at night I tend to find
That all these little things are part of the same kind
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