There is a road
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Beyond this one
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It’s called the path
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We don’t yet take
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I can feel how it longs
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To be entered upon
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It calls to me with a cry
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And an ache
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As we go along this one
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And we live the way we do
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Love pulls us on to that
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Distant horizon so true.
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I knew a man
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He lived in jail
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And his tale
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Is often told
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He dreamed of that line that he
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Called the divine
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And when he was free
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He led his country
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Yes he taught the way of love
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And he lived in that way too
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Love pulled him on to that
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Distant horizon so true.
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There is a road beyond this one
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Called the path we don’t yet take
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I can feel how it longs to be entered upon
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It calls to me with a cry and an ache
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As we go along this one
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And we live the way we do
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Love pulls us on to that distant horizon
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Love pulled him on to that perfect horizon
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Love pulls us on to that distant horizon
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So true.
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Horizon (There Is A Road)
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| Suzanne Vega |
