This is an old and forgotten tale
About men in an unknown valley
Which will one day unveil
As temple basin, a waterfall alley

They were a group of men and women
The story didn’t keep their numbers
They plunged in their addiction
Going up mountains and boulders

But the day was bad, th...

It’s a path, a road, a railway
luminous track for a train
that will never be astray
the station is its domain

the beginning turns you upside down
then you start to follow the line
made of copper straight skinny brown
with two sides, define and confine

oh but you can wander around,
u...