O the Lands of Where-Away! br Tell us--tell us--where are they? br Through the darkness and the dawn br We have journeyed on and on-- br From the cradle to the cross-- br From possession unto loss,-- br Seeking still, from day to day, br For the lands of Where-Away. br br When our baby-feet were first br Planted where the daisies burst, br And the greenest grasses grew br In the fields we wandered through, br On, with childish discontent, br Ever on and on we went, br Hoping still to pass, some day, br O'er the verge of Where-Away. br br Roses laid their velvet lips br On our own, with fragrant sips; br But their kisses held us not, br All their sweetness we forgot;-- br Though the brambles in our track br Plucked at us to hold us back-- br 'Just ahead,' we used to say, br 'Lie the Lands of Where-Away.