When the open sky meets the trail
When the restless wind blows on the sail
My listless leaves will flutter fall
When the horizon's beckon calls
The road is wide, the passage free
The trip goes on and on endlessly
Through all the ways to no return
Should I stumble, I may learn
Stitch a patch upon my pack
Hoist the sac upon my back
With my staff and one good eye
I may laugh and I may cry
The road is wide, the passage free
The trip goes on and on endlessly...
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