Firth Of Fifth (live) by Genesis
The path is clear
Though no eyes can see
The course laid down
Long before
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain
Inside their pen
Though many times
They've seen the way to leave
He rides majestic
Past homes of men
Who care not
Or gaze with joy
To see reflected there
The trees, the sky
The lily fair
The scene of death
Is lying just below
The mountain cuts off
The town from view
Like a cancer growth
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