The Road Leading Nowhere
A. Mary F. Robinson
1857 to 1944
Track 1
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At the top of the hill.
By thicket and thorn.
With fewer companions
Is bright in the morn;
We pace it at even;
But oh! there's an hour
Is pleasant and even.
And the dread of the night.
Tis the flight of the day
The road leading nowhere
Tis the halt after noon
As it slips out of sight;
That is fatal and still;
We troop it and foot it
The road leading nowhere
Tis the look of the road
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