I walk my Appian Way On a carpet of moss,


I walk my Appian Way

On a carpet of moss,

Amid the leaves and green trees.

Where dreams and tears mix

And memories of Palm Sunday.

Come hurtling into my mind.

I walk my Appian Way

On a carpet of moss,

Amid the leaves and green trees.

Where dreams and tears mix

And memories of Palm Sunday.

Come hurtling into my mind.