Our journey is the same
Whether on foot or on wheels
Whether sight unseen or sound unheard
Whether we speak or not.
Above us is the same sky
Below the same earth
Around us the same greenery
We all know death as well as birth.
So travel with me, my friend
Join me on this road
Tell me a story, sing me a song
Sit awhile, take a load
Off your feet.
I'll bring a sack full of food
A staff to lean on
A book to read
A hat to calm the sun's rays.
We will choose from east or west
And begin the day with a prayer
No matter the weather
We'll get there.
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