When your energy is on a wane,
Get yourself on a train,
Find your way to a plain
Where the dreams can be born again.
Wind whisper through your hair,
Leave behind every pain.
Let your breath match the breeze
Till your heartbeat is free again.
See the sun spill on the land,
Let it soften all the strains.
In the hush of that wide, still view,
You’ll refresh your strength again.

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