David Hines (hradzka) wrote,
David Hines

APED: "far and away"

I don't know where I'm going yet;
I just know I can't stay --
no time for sorrows, no regrets,
I'm bound for far and away.

I might climb mountains, swim the seas,
I really couldn't say --
pass the suitcase to me, please,
I'm bound for far and away.

You could come with me if you want, you know,
we'd climb the volcanoes and cross the ice floes
and we'd go down in the deeps and way up in the highs --
you can go anywhere, if you'd only try.

I might brave the heat, or dare the cold,
I've packed for the worst tricks life can play,
no time to waste -- we're getting old,
and I'm bound for far and away.
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