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I started out, toward the mountain From the mouth of the river bed I walked a month, I saw no one Before it dawned on me where this led All the sunlight and the clover The valley bountiful below I looked out and I discovered There is no end to the searching spirit I looked for you, out in the blue But I knew you could stay hidden Say hi to Grace, build in a place It’s what you make and what you give to it All the sunlight and the clover The valley bountiful below I looked out and I discovered There is no end to the searching spirit Did you do what no one could have done? Did you win what no one has won? And did you find that you were the one? From Letras Mania