As I Walk Away

I have a place to go, high up on the plateau Miles away but I'm sure A mole digged a hole, going down so low Are you falling from your toes? Don't you hold my hand as I walk away I have a thing to show, high up on the plateau The milky way is white as snow Now you want more from a blind mole Are you following this folklore? Don't you hold my hand as I walk away And the rain falls down