Still round the corner there may wait, a new road or a secret gate.
Along a shore of golden sand, within some hidden glade
unknown to man, unseen before, in dappled sun-kissed shade.
Upon the sculpted mountains, below majestic clouds,
awaiting new adventure, gather hope filled eager crowds.
And captured in each heartbeat, that beholds this promised land
The uncertainty of fortune, stirs the dreams of everyman.