There is a river running through here, sweeping past wondrous trees with golden leaves.

Take me home, take me home.

There is a light that shines so true and secure.

Time to rest , time to rest

The darkness holds no fear, the pain I no longer feel.

Say farewell, but don't despair.

I will be there, I will be there.


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