Come along with me down the lost highway; I'll be your muse and begin your first lead too frolic and sway to the cadence of gloom; the sultry and forlorn highwayman and wayfarers do often loom; no direction is known for you; only destiny will decide your tune; Come all you children, wanders, and seekers to discover your soul in the unknown; down the Lost Highway; beware not to fall *nefarious laughter* |
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