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Into The Woods
Now close your eyes
And open your weary heart
Let me soothe away the woes
Of fiendish world
As will the sun bathe the land
In its warming light
So shall the moon ascend
To guide the day to wane
In turn the rain to hush
The tumult of this world
And the wind to rise
Sigh a lullaby in trees
Not in these troubles times
I'm not the one you pined for
No, not into calmer waters
I'm not the one you long for
But a scarecrow, anathema to the world
Looking in from the outside
It's time to turn my back
Walk off the beaten path
Seek heartening in solitude
The arc of sky is roof where I call it home
Drizzle of rain the only music from now on
My bed is made of juniper's boughs
Of mire and moss my pillow
Not in these troubles times
I'm not the one you pined for
No, not into calmer waters
I'm not the one you long for
But a scarecrow, anathema to the world
Looking in from the outside
It's time to turn my back
Walk off the beaten path
Seek heartening in solitude
Lone footprints diverge from tree line
Autumn veils the sloughs with rime
Shell of quagmire
Yet too frail to bear a man
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Yet too frail to bear a man
Shell of quagmire
Autumn veils the sloughs with rime
Lone footprints diverge from tree line
Seek heartening in solitude
Walk off the beaten path
It's time to turn my back
Looking in from the outside
But a scarecrow, anathema to the world
I'm not the one you long for
No, not into calmer waters
I'm not the one you pined for
Not in these troubles times
Of mire and moss my pillow
My bed is made of juniper's boughs
Drizzle of rain the only music from now on
The arc of sky is roof where I call it home
Seek heartening in solitude
Walk off the beaten path
It's time to turn my back
Looking in from the outside
But a scarecrow, anathema to the world
I'm not the one you long for
No, not into calmer waters
I'm not the one you pined for
Not in these troubles times
Sigh a lullaby in trees
And the wind to rise
The tumult of this world
In turn the rain to hush
To guide the day to wane
So shall the moon ascend
In its warming light
As will the sun bathe the land
Of fiendish world
Let me soothe away the woes
And open your weary heart
Now close your eyes
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