Where will you go when days grow   Short and winds grow cold and green leaves are shaken?      There was a road as once I saw   Wound with bright ivies and trumpeting haws   Of whitest sand embroidered with flowers   That very few had taken      Where will you stay while rivers run   And days eat days and white stars are pining?      In hopes more true in hearts more gay   In love that is stronger and brighter than day   In hands that heal in thoughts that play   In all eyes shining      Why do we talk of go and stay?   (Of go and stay)   We will all be here till here is there