LOST HORIZON
This town is a freezing horse-stall,
surrounded by dingy hills. I can see
the people here have need of me, but
do I have need of them? There are
places here a'plenty for me to stay,
every other cabin has an empty bed,
and all the invitations are inviting,
but I think I'll just move on instead.
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My gargantuan river-bottomed motive
is all about imagination. If I could
sing these five more lines in tune
I could stay alive another ten years
'round here. People just throw money
and I just get more brave. But that lost
horizon's calling; one more soul to save.
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