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In the middle of the journey, in the middle of the dayI came to the city and I stopped to ask the wayWhat does it matter? said the people with a sneerYou can`t get there from hereYou may be a gallant runner, you may hobble with the lameThere are forty crooked hedgerows and they all look just the sameTravelling gets weary, you get funny in the headStop right here insteadWell, says I, I was only passing throughI`d like to stop and rest a while, it`s trueThen I asked `em for a job to doThey gave me life insurance and a straw to chewWelcome to the flatlandsAll the maps agreeFar as the eye can seeIt`s level, dead levelFlatlands: life meanders byChew the straw and watch the grass grow highAnd it`s stand we stand together, fall you fall aloneAuthority`s a leash of love to bring you safely homeFools look out for trouble where foreign breezes blowTell your children soThey`ve got to keep things ticking, they must never go on strikeThey`ll be standing there till Doomsday with their finger in the dykeThere`s faith and hope and patience and patience is the bestTurn your face from the restWell, says I, I’m much obliged to youEverywhere I go I`m learning something newIf I understand your point of viewYou don`t believe we`re dying our whole life throughWelcome to the flatlandsAll the maps agreeFar as the eye can seeIt`s level, dead levelFlatlands: life meanders byChew the straw and watch the grass grow highAnd if they waste nothing they can keep their little pileAnd if they say nothing they will not be on fileAnd if they see nothing no one will see themNo one will take down their nameAnd if they do not panic the pain will vanish soonAnd if they never sing they`ll never be out of tuneAnd if they are faithful they will get their rewardIf they are meek they will be sparedWell, says I, I was only passing throughI`d better get a move on `cause the days are fewPoppies are red, cornflowers blueThe scythe is sharp, the mowing`s dueWelcome to the flatlandsAll the maps agreeFar as the eye can seeIt`s level, dead levelFlatlands: life meanders byChew the straw and watch the grass grow highWelcome to the flatlandsAll the maps agreeFar as the eye can seeIt`s level, dead levelFlatlands: life meanders byChew the straw and watch the grass grow highWonder where the flying years goChew the straw and watch the grass grow highrepeat until fade

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