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*WALK ME THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS VALLEY*

Hold my hand and walk me through
So that I will neither  fear nor fret
I am stranger on this lonely path
Lead me before the twin ancient temples
Let me worship before the daughter of Zion's altars
Let me marvel at the sight of the wonders of the gods
Let my eyes behold the curves that no architect can make
Works beyond the instinct of sculptors

Lead me to the mountain top
The top  men are scared to climb
If I cannot touch let me stretch my hands
To the thrones of the twin goddess
Lead me to the fountain that gives life
Same that feed the liquid manner 
The crave of the sinless infants
Maybe I can one day be your priest
Fed from the first drips at daybreak  
And an altar to lay for the night

Make a way through the colourful curtains
Made of the finest Royal fabrics 
Let me walk through the soft and lonely valley 
Let me look up to the hills on both sides
The soft but powerful hills of nature 
The hills that caps its peak with the dark candies
The candies we all crave from cradle to grave
I heard the kings doff their crowns to have a taste
They must be made from the historical honey from the lion's jaw

The valley may be short
But I can crawl a thousand times the slopes 
I can climb the steep edges
Gently but steady till I reach the top
If I'm gentle and steady
If I can be slow and determined
If I can aim and watch my pace
I can get to the land and have my gain
Don't take this for a play
Believe me I'm willing to lay there till daybreak
Be kind  to me and reward my effort
Be nice to me and renew my strength
If I labour for one
Bless me with the other
Let me drink from the spring till I thirst no more
Trust me I shall be gentle and tender 

I am afraid to go down the stream
I was told of how dark and rough the path is
I read it is a lonely way
It takes no  pair at a time
I know the path is slippery and steep
I'm scared to test the depth with my staff
If I go down the stream
I heard I may lose my way back home 
So let me hold on to the hills for now
Where I can lay my head and rest for the day
Where my sweat would be rewarded 
And I can have a smile that lasts ages 
Where thoughts are crested in memories
And memories remain till no end
Walk me through the hills with the shallow valleys
The path my heart  so desire

*CONCEPTUAL FM    ???*
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