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Reckless Woods
07/12/2010 @ 4:13pm
By:
sphinx

Why do they call it the Reckless Woods?
'Cause if the trees and flowers could
They'd speak of war and bloodshed
They'd speak of the dead buried in their bed

Why does the wind sound like it's crying?
Because it has seen these brave men dying
It has seen the regret on the face of death
And carries the remnants of their last breath

Why do they call it the Reckless Woods?
'Cause if the trees and flowers could
They'd bring you the finest cherry wine
And speak of those who were left behind

Why does the wind sound like it's weeping?
'Cause deep within there's a sorrow sleeping
So it cries for the restless and distraught,
For the heroes that the world forgot
 
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