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Written by:  MARK BRINE
 Of my many travels, there’s one I ain’t surpassed While crossin’ a deserted bridge I never quite got passed
 Hearing sounds beneath me, I glanced down through a hole And to my amazement there slept an ugly troll

 Now people speak of fables mytholic fantasies But I can’t help believing in everything I see
 So fighting my adrenaline, I chanced to wake his sleep  In hopes that he’d be friendly a worthwhile soul to meet

 And upon awakening I noticed very clear Rolling off onto his beard a single saddenin’ tear
 It seems that he’d been taken, no one had ever dared Others they just ran on by, they couldn’t control their fear

 And as we sat there talking, the hours just slipped on by  All the while I kept thinking how glad I was I’d tried
 Cause all so many times in life, in fear we run away and leave behind what we’d ‘ve gained If only we had stayed©2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)