I fell off the flat Earth and love is written in the stone
And love is the seventh wave that will always take me home
I feel wonderful tonight because I woke up laughing
I was climbing Solsbury hill where the wind was blowing
Keep it dark, they'll never know. I was a child for a day.
My heart tells me more than your raging eyes can ever say.
It's gonna get better. I'll follow you if you follow me.
I'm making contact, our bodies returning to the sea.
Earth Stone, wonderful laughter and the wind upon the hill.
The dark child believes in you, the once raging eyes are still.

The land is dry and infertile.
The rivers and stream share the same fate.
This will mean the death of our people
Unless we can find some escape.
So we pack our belongings
And take one last look at our homes.
Leave what food we can for the elderly
And set out for the unknown.

They came, the marauders, from out of the night
Burning, looting and setting our homes alight

We were murdered in our sleep and slaughtered in our beds
Our women-folk misused and then left for dead

But that was yesterday, now it's time to bury our folk
The pain inside is like a knife, is this some mad god's joke?

We will look to our knives and any sharp objects that we can find.
For tonight the farmers will become hunters with death burned into our minds.

For what can replace that empty space where our loved ones used to be.
But the blood of our enemies, flowing over the land and into the sea?

The sound of thunder
The mad rushing of the wind
Sparks fly from the hooves.

Pathways of the Earth
Flow to the ends of the land
Never changing roads

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Swiftly flow the years
Like foam upon the waters
Leaving memories of songs
And girls with juicy booties