I Will Meet You There

Run my God
To the woods and the mountains
Li-de-de-li-li-li

Take Your Lady
To the streams and the fountains
Li-de-de-li-li-li

For the city chokes
In the factory smoke
And the pavement's hard and bare
So make Your way
To the woodland glade
And I will meet You there

Singing, Li-Li —

The city parks
Have streams and pathways
Li-de-de-li-li-li

But the paths are paved
And dead are the waterways
Li-de-de-li-li-li

And the people there
All stop and stare
As I stand with robe and blade
And they never see
When they look at me
And the Circle I have made

Singing Li-Li —

I will build a temple
And set an altar
Li-de-de-li-li-li

With smoke and fire
And sand and water
LI-de-de-li-li-li

Though the room's not wide
And the streets outside
And the plastered walls are bare
It will be as glade
And forest shade
And I will meet You there

Singing Li-Li —

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