Places - Trotting Bear
Composed by：Andrew C. Berkhout
We will go to places
Me and never been
In our dreams the faces
The ones we've never met
A world then awakened
A forest scene of snow
A calming over taken
And spread upon the old
We will hide in the corners
To the southern lights
The hopes of our fathers
A mother's wish delight
A path and stream not taken
A flowing open air
A waving not yet able
To follow every where
