On a long road, miles to go
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Its winding and cold and its covered with snow
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But I ask you what we all want to know
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Where are we going from here...
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Lines on my face, lines on my hands
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Lead to a future I don't understand
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Some things don't go as they're planned...
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Where are we going from here...
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Tracing the trails through the mirrors of time
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Spinning in circles with riddles in rhyme
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We lose our way, trying to find
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Searching to find our way home...
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Trying to find our way home...
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As the day dies, with tears in our eyes
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There's too few hellos and too many goodbyes
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Silence answers our cries...where are we going from here...
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We're all on this road, with miles to go
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Braving new pathways into the unknown
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But who do you ask, when no one really knows
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Where we are going from here...
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Where Are We Going From Here
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| Blackmore's Night |
