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Verse 1:

We left in the night by the sign of a knock and we walked through the woods to the fishermen's dock.

We took week's worth of food and a barrel of ale and we left to the unknown to start a new tale.

It hurts to us leave, but it kills us to stay, when those bigots and zealots will stand in our way.

Our friends and our hearts may be all that we got when conviction is thicker than blood.

CHORUS:

It's a long way to freedom my friend, but the kindness and justice will win in the end.

Where these winds will us lead, where these rivers will flow, only the mountains will know.

It's a cold world to lay down your roots if your children are walking in warmonger’s boots.

Where these winds will us lead, where these rivers will flow, only the mountains will know.

Verse 2

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There are shepherds who claim to have heard the God’s will in companionless roaming of deserts and hills.

They are telling their stories in their god’s name but there is no eyewitness to back up their claim.

But prophets and mages they know all the words that can make all those townspeople flock like the birds.

Unkindness of ravens or flight of the doves. There is a choice to be made between HATE and the LOVE.