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A blood old and proud in your veins
The depth of the wood in your heart,
A star's light long ago made its home in your eyes
But keep the stealth of the woodland beings
That you be not confined or consumed
For that which has not, will seek to grasp
And that which is not free cannot abide freedom
Wearing, then, the cloak of the invisible
Unbounded, sing with your people in the forest.

The depth of the wood in your heart,
A star's light long ago made its home in your eyes
But keep the stealth of the woodland beings
That you be not confined or consumed
For that which has not, will seek to grasp
And that which is not free cannot abide freedom
Wearing, then, the cloak of the invisible
Unbounded, sing with your people in the forest.

Wonderful!
Date: 2003-06-25 02:22 pm (UTC)Re: Wonderful!
Date: 2003-06-25 03:15 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-06-26 06:47 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-06-26 01:53 pm (UTC)and the stars that shone in their eyes
For the light they weave is the song they leave
That sings to the morning skies!
;)
*claps and laughs with joy and bounces*
Date: 2003-06-26 04:07 pm (UTC)Re: *claps and laughs with joy and bounces*
Date: 2003-06-26 05:19 pm (UTC)Re: *claps and laughs with joy and bounces*
Date: 2003-07-01 12:34 pm (UTC)As the night is born of the shadow,
And the Wood sings deep to the birds in sleep
While they dream of the breeze in the meadow
Then Dance will I with the stars in the sky
And the stars that shone in our eyes
For the light they weave is the song they leave
That sings to the morning skies
When the newborn day brings the birds to play
by the woodland's water falling
And the Song I hear ever draws me near
To the One who's Song is calling...