Where the Rainbow Meets the Land
What is it like,
Where the rainbow meets the land?
Is it a never-never land,
A place like Zion or something like Eden?
Is it the place where the broken souls mend,
Where people never lie,
And happiness never die?
Is the moon always high there,
And stars all merry
Is the ocean always serene there,
And terrains beautiful as blossom of cherry
Is everyone equal there
And nothing's the default,
People can be whoever they want, be however they like?
Is there really a pot of gold,
Where the rainbow meets the land,
Is there only love between hearts
Where Leprechauns guard the land,
If it's true, as the Irish say
I'd wait all my days to see the place
Where the rainbow meets the land.
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