Long, long, dusty road
The earth has gone, the stone remains
The hurried people move along
And I am left here all alone
They steal my herds and rob my lands
And now my realm is void of life
No plants will grow, the trees have died
Why rain or shine when there’s no soil
What use is rain when it falls on stone
What use at all ... None
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