In short terms, it’s a long walk.

It’s a long way over and a long way down,

a long way up and a long way around.

A bright way there and a bright way back,

and bright way along the never ending track.

The twists and turns never seem to end,

the simple wood planks never seem to bend.

But trust in me when I say

that there will be a better day

when that road can be better traveled

over the talkative river that babbles.

So keep your lantern close on this coaster

and keep him closer,

because in short terms,

it’s a long walk,

and you’ll need someone to talk