| Through the mud and quicksand
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| Through the undergrowth and vines
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| We hacked our way along
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| We had to crawl, we had to climb
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| Just what was it that pulled us?
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| It was not riches, nor was it glory
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| It was affection, and when we found it
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| It was sublime
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| We searched both high and low for what we found in each others' arms, dear
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| We quested far and wide, while never knowing that it was so near
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| Now we are explorers of the heart
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| Trekking over sand dunes
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| We braved the heat of desert suns
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| Knowing that we’d rest, at last
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| Only when we were done
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| What thing was it that drew us
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| Out of our homes and onwards and upwards
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| It was affection, and when we found it
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| It was sublime
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| We searched both high and low for what we found in each others' arms, dear
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| We quested far and wide, while never knowing that it was so near
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| Now there is one place left for us to conquer, one more frontier
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| Now we are explorers of the heart
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| In the ocean deep
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| On the mountain high
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| In the valley low
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| Across the river wide
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| Is where we found it
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| Climbing over glaciers
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| Up from the fjords and over ice
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| Trudging through the snow banks
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| Relentlessness our only vice
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| Just what was it that pulled us
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| Out of our homes and onwards and upwards
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| It was affection, and when we found it
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| It was sublime
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| We searched both high and low for what we found in each others' arms, dear
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| We quested far and wide, while never knowing that it was so near
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| Now there is one place left for us to conquer, one more frontier
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| There is no turning back, forget your doubts and ignore your fears
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| Now we are explorers of the heart
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| Now we are explorers of the heart
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| Now we are explorers of the heart |