| Strange manifestations in my mind
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| Words of a long lost and forgotten kind
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| Why I speak them, I don’t know
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| Why I write them, time will show
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| The are buried deep within me The are living can’t you see
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| I seek for answers can’t you see
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| My rapid growing and the strange words within me I long to write them I long to feel
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| I long to speak them, to make them real
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| We see your changes and we can not lie
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| We don’t have the answers, we don’t know why
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| No soul amongst these old trees can guide you
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| Leave on a journey, that’s what you must do Find the answers that you seek
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| Speak the words you long to speak
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| I seek for answers can’t you see
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| My rapid growing and the strange words within me I long to write them I long to feel
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| I long to speak them, to make them real
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| You must leave the shadows of these trees
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| Travel along evil paths and leave safety
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| Seek the old who hold the keys
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| They guard writings with all prophecies
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| Travel fast, travel long
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| But beware 'cause evil’s strong
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| They reign supreme, outside these woods
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| They’ll kill by sight and devour light
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| I seek for answers can’t you see
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| My rapid growing and the strange words within me I long to write them I long to feel
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| I long to speak them, to make them real |