LYRIC
There were forests on the way there
It rained all the way there
Sent some complex signals
To the others on the road
I was sending all the mindbeams
No one ever found me [Chorus] Is there a word
For the things we heard
In the day?
Is there a sound
For the things we found
On our way? [Verse 2] Calling out the names of all the animals
There were mountains on the way there
You read all the way there
Numbers getting smaller
And the spirits getting low
I was sending all the mindbeams
No one ever found me [Chorus] Is there a word
For the things we heard
In the day?
Is there a sound
For the things we found
On our way? [Interlude: Whistling] [Chorus] Is there a word
For the things we heard
In the day?
Is there a sound
For the things we found
On our way?
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