Sandy Path - M*Y*S

On This Sandy Path
By The Stream’s Side
Our secrets lie hidden away,
Our secrets are written to stay.

On narrow lanes amidst the dust,
Our ancestors’ footprints rest in trust.
On narrow lanes amidst the dust,
Our ancestors’ footprints rest in trust.

By the shimmering stream, among the rocks,
A glimpse of our story quietly talks.

On This Sandy Path
By The Stream’s Side
Our secrets lie hidden away,
Our secrets are written to stay.

The sun and moon asked, the streams have seen,
Holding hands, we spoke of dreams serene.
The sun and moon asked, the streams have seen,
Holding hands, we spoke of dreams serene.

Yet those days cannot be veiled or concealed,
To the sun, the moon, or the stream revealed.

On This Sandy Path
By The Stream’s Side
Our secrets lie hidden away,
Our secrets are written to stay.