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Even when the lights move off of me

Space and time now I see it is true
What I'd guessed at
(I'll still pretend that you'll
Come back to me)
What I guessed when I loafed on the grass
And again as I walk the beach under
The paling stars of the morning
You must travel it for yourself
It is not far, it is within reach
Perhaps it is everywhere
There on water and on land
Shoulder your duds, dear son, and I will mine
And let us hasten forth
Wonderful cities and free nations
You must travеl it for yourself
It is not far, it is within reach