No witty words, no cliché claims,
No perfect phrase can e'er describe
How I would like to tell you all
About the ways you could be cheered.
Won't even try, won't try to say.
I'll stop my tongue and use my ears
To say I can, I will, I want
To take you far from darkened lands.
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