The Land Where No One Dies
The land where no one dies.
The land where no one dies.
Where no one dies at all.
Beyond the crystal forests, and behind the silver hills.
Beyond the crystal forests, and behind the silver hills.
Behind the moonlit waterfall.
Where the music is the sound of children’s laughter, and the games they play all day.
The shops with sweets,
The shops with sweets,
And lots of treats,
Where no one has to pay.
What lies beyond is just a skip further.
And the waves at the hidden bay.
Where the water babies splash and swim.
Without any despair.
And beyond those cerulean waves,
lies the mermaids’ lair.
With golden hair, and the sweetest of songs,
the ocean secrets are never wrong.
Back into the trees, and beyond the mist,
Sits the castle tall and grand.
And if you whistle in tune with the wind,
unicorns, and creatures of all sorts,
will come to you just like this.
With golden gowns, and sapphire shoes, and bejeweled cloaks, and flowered crowns.
In this land where no one dies,
you will enter this realm when you close your eyes.
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