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light, light, light. She the queen of the forest. queen of the forestqueen of the forest She takes care of the creatures. She provide all of their needs. With her they have a much better chance now
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crying sad. . This is just what it is. It’s what I call the fog of war. There’s nothing here that’s clear to me. This place is not, not you. It’s just not my day,. I’d rather take freedom, than
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crying sad. . This is just what it is. It’s what I call the fog of war. There’s nothing here that’s clear to me. This place is not, not you. It’s just not my day,. I’d rather take freedom, than
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crying sad. . This is just what it is. It’s what I call the fog of war. There’s nothing here that’s clear to me. This place is not, not you. It’s just not my day,. I’d rather take freedom, than
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crying sad. . This is just what it is. It’s what I call the fog of war. There’s nothing here that’s clear to me. This place is not, not you. It’s just not my day,. I’d rather take freedom, than
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Walk with me, my little child. (Yup). To the forest of denial. (Yup). Speak with me, my only mind. Walk with me until the time. An' make the forest turn to wine. You take the legend for a fall
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Came upon an ancient forest. A guiding power that led me there. Walking through the mystic forest. The legend tale of times gone by Once its whisper in the black night. Reflection deep in wooded
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I've heard them lilting. At our yowe milking. And I've heard them lilting. Before light o' day. Now they are mourning. For all lamenting. The flowers of the forest. Are all wede away. Sad
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'neath the Trees. With Widows Pain That Sears. And a Bear. She Did Not Fear. As She Saw Me Drowning There And If on Misty Summer Night. You'll Hear Her Sing and Moarn. It's Maiden of the Forest
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street. All of our stop lights and all our concrete. Now it's all somebody else's to take. Until the fog rolls in.
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years, this was our street. All of our stoplights and all our concrete. Now it's all somebody else's to take. Until the fog rolls in. . Oo oo oo and now we're through
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Broken household appliance national forest. Air conditioners in the woods. Broken household appliance national forest. Mud and metal mixing good Meadows resemble showroom floors. Owls fly out of oven
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Song Forest Ablaze - Greywind. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do. An angel wakes me, rids the burden of a hangman's fate, clear those eyes. I've played with gasoline and lit it now
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going to be taking. I ain't faking, so don't be mistaken Like I've gone soft for the ratings. I'll take you up to the top. Of the dirtiest derelict block. And then throw you over the railings. And
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deeper in your valley. Is this the place to be in your memory?. No, I never wanna lose you in the forest of the night. In vanity's lair, yearning for the angel calling. Hear the lonely prayer ringing
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bloody war. in the middle of the forest. I live my life for the forest. the green field is my home. Noone can take my freedom away. Feel my blade in the sky!. I'll command with powers of gods. When the
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. . And no one knows where the clear creek goes. . When the moonlight fades in the forest. . But the peacock screams and the gypsy dreams. . Of a time gone by before us. . (Oboe solo). . Round and
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about me. I can already feel their hate. The stranger, his sorrow. Must be fault of my own And whilst I watch in silence. You're starting forest fires. You start them just to feel the heat. And
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"Hae ephadron. theri thaur. am na dhû. ias fîr i ambar. A trehil i 'alad 'lân uir tri 'wilith" "I go walking. Beyond the forest. Where the world falls away. And the white light. Of forever
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Down in yon forest there's stands a hall. The bells of paradise I heard them ring. It's covered all over with purple and pall. And I love my Lord Jesus above anything. . In that hall there
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I'll always be with you. For as long as you please. For I am the forest. But you are the trees I'm empty without you. So come grow within me. For I am the forest. And you are the trees And the
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I Painted you a picture. Picture full of light. It includes a heavy memory. Memory so bright. I can’t change. Your thoughts my dear. I can’t change your fears. But if you want I'll travel near. To
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She calls me the man in the fog. Take me she says just one time. Our seats our so close in the dark and this feeling's not mine. I can't stop this feeling's not mine I came by her place once
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had a pet dragonfly. The dragonfly, it ran away. But it came back with a story to say. Her dirty paws and furry coat, she ran down the forest slope. The forest of talking trees, they used to sing about
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Spoke the Queen of Dreams. I was Lord of the Forest. Walked within her paths. Sheltered within her bowers. Pine needles for my pillow. The dove my only true friend. I was Lord of the Forest
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there somewhere I'm meant to be. . Sea fog comes like a river . Rolls a stone it's rolling me. . I missed my turn, . In the dark I hear your voice. It makes things easy. I've strayed too far from
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of their families, . They are running through the forest setting fire to the trees. A heavy kind of chain rules this land. They will send me back to England, just ashes in a can. There is only
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