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