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We face a lost horizon

The end of all we know

The dogma all pervasive flow

The haste and all the restraint

Riding for a fall

The shallowness has kept us small

We're all in dire need

Of help to come

Back to affinity

To finally come undone

The powers of perception

Have often gone astray

A down-right shame, the price to pay

A storm so punishing here

Will bring the about-turn

To go the distance and return

We came from miles around

With hopes that never died

Closely guarded secrets

In mystery they're attired

The road to Shangri-La

The last realm of the soul is a mystery

The spell of Shangri-la

An arcadian dream can be our treasury

The road to Shangri-la

The last realm of the soul is a mystery

The spell of Shangri-la

An arcadian dream can be our treasury

(The road to Shangri-la)

The road to Shangri-la

(The land behind the times is a mystery)

Time is a mystery here

(The peace of Shangri-la)

Shangri-la

(Is a mental gem of men without boundaries)

Shangri-la