Talking doesn't make you any smarter
Spirits whisper when you're walking harder
Further up the mountainside
Moist and friendly dirt abides
A setting star pulls two along
A feeble path less trampled on
A doe a buck a friendly pine
A stony seat where two recline
Smell the dew
In walking shoes
With misty skies above
Pay your dues
And find the view
Where Earth returns your Love
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: Country Music Lyrics, love songs, lyrics, Path to the top of Holyhead Mountain, Robert Frost, Roger Cornfoot, Two Look at Two
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