Deep down in the tangled woods that grows in my mind I've built a home, away from home away from the walls of your comfort zone hidden away from your Queens and you pawns
invisible to your war crazy Lords and to the Gods of course.
In the dark and dangerous woods that grows in my mind I've built a home,
a home with no laws, a home for all the mad people I've ever known,
but I'm alone for so long
and I'll take you there
I can take you there,
will you sing me to death and freedom?
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 10:32 AM UTC
Deep down in the tangled woods that grows in my mind I've built a home, away from home away from the walls of your comfort zone hidden away from your Queens and you pawns
invisible to your war crazy Lords and to the Gods of course.
In the dark and dangerous woods that grows in my mind I've built a home,
a home with no laws, a home for all the mad people I've ever known,
but I'm alone for so long
and I'll take you there
I can take you there,
will you sing me to death and freedom?
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