Many a childs long to hear
An secret story in their ear

Running quickly across the sacred bridge
They wander on towards a giant ridge
Hand in hand they travel east
And hope that the will meet no beast

All together they pass dark caves
Begin a journey across cold waves

In gleaming caverns and echoing beaches
Going past many scary screeches
And never pausing for fear of ending
In almost no time they begin descending
Little hearts that fill with hope
Starting down many gentler slope

Clambering towards their destination
Oh how they use their imagination
The children begin to hear
The story secret story in their ears.