Where the sequoias stand at their tallest,
and the road beckons
The sounds are like dreams, taking us with them
And we don't hold back, but we don't let go
Wolves and pups, owls and foxes, caribou and moose
The crows fly east in the dusk of day
The crows fly west for the break of dawn
and nobody knows why or where they have gone
Go ahead - dream, be thoughtful, love

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