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Thereâs a two-lane county road in northern Jersey Winding up a hill beside a lake Just before the road winds to an end Is Hazelâs house Long white picket fence around the front yard A wagon wheel someone made into a gate Flagstone steps will lead you to the front door Of Hazelâs house And Hazel will will have seen you from the window Sheâs waiting for you as you climb the steps She says, âThank God, we were starting to get worried. Come on in.â Itâs New Yearâs and the place is overflowing Cousins, aunts and uncles gather round âHow long has it been? Itâs good to see you. How youâve grown.â And the uncles all have one eye on the Rose Bowl One by one they slink back to the den Everybody else heads for the kitchen You go with them She always has the crumbcake at the ready Today is no exception - there it is The order of the universe intact At Hazelâs house And no one seems to know that this is heaven They say we only know it by and by That someday all will be revealed Well, here it is: Thereâs a two-lane county road in northern Jersey Winding up a hill beside a lake Just before the road winds to an end Hazelâs house Go on in |