Hi
Trader sailed a crown rowed the way Exploring to more land Scheming how to the waves
spied a virgin plain And it for velvet robes Wrote declaring "There's a place totally folks are free"
Happily Nourishment the prairies and the hillsides And animals the mountains and the seaside And fish abound the lakes and birds the Signed
Trader found the jeweled Was occupied before he By humans of a second Who even write their names, shame
Trader said not as good As folks who wear velvet Wrote home and asked, "Please help Their breasts I see, they're not me"
Banish from our prairies and our hillsides Clear them our mountains and our seaside I want them off our lakes so please sincerely
Trader he got the crown Cleared from his way He all he saw changes every single day, say
Shops sprang over the prairies and the Then roads cut the mountains to the seaside The kind fled to hide, by and by And so sincerely
it softly Like the sea, trying to be it go creating it gently Like a morning breeze, a of ease
that see beyond tomorrow Through to the time hours Passing the eden of Reason to
together Like the merging streams, crying Making it begging intently For a slight reprieve, a night of
Hands to beyond the sorrow On to the force power Piercing the of the tower to live
Hoping like a budding shows Making it lonely a desert field Break the seal, make it
Ears to beyond the showers On to the of tomorrows Burning the flesh of all
Reason to Reason to to go on Reason to to live Reason to to live