Move On

Roll the black wheels and move on,
The swift wind goes before you.
Press homeward with your determined dreams,
away from the struggle and the rush.
Long miles you will leave behind you.
Steer the blind curves and climb from the steep canyons.
What was lost and the love you yearn for, regain.
Move on, move on to the green meadows
and the rain laden hills you once played in.
Move on to the home where you know you belong.
Move on and face the swift wind.

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