There's woods outside of town aways
that I will not go near
There's tales of ghosts and monsters
And I don't like the things I hear
There's screeching noises unlike those
Any animal can make
Even in the daylight
Those woods just make me shake
I've heard tales of people who
Let their dogs out after dark
They come back, all scared and skittered
And they never ever bark
There's something in those woods I say
Strong magic is around
There's tales of children disappearing
Never to be found
Three years ago I walked on past
And I heard a noise....real close
I swore something was watching me
It may have been a ghost
On Halloween, the woods light up
With magic from within
No one dares to venture there
They'll not be seen again
Some nights when the moon is full
The noises fill the air
Of screeching, howling wild beasts
Of things covered in hair
I've only seen one bird around
The entrance to the wood
It's a single, lonely raven
And to me that isn't good
Raccoons, and skunks and squirrels
I never see them near this place
It's inhabited by demons
It's never known god's grace
The stories aren't the sort that
Make you want to see
What is in the woods that howls
I won't go in ...not me
The woods have always been there
And the stories have been too
I know the sounds scare me to death
And I'm sure, they'd scare you too
Don't venture near the woods at night
Don't go there in the day
Just leave them to their darkness
It's just best to stay away
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC
There's woods outside of town aways
that I will not go near
There's tales of ghosts and monsters
And I don't like the things I hear
There's screeching noises unlike those
Any animal can make
Even in the daylight
Those woods just make me shake
I've heard tales of people who
Let their dogs out after dark
They come back, all scared and skittered
And they never ever bark
There's something in those woods I say
Strong magic is around
There's tales of children disappearing
Never to be found
Three years ago I walked on past
And I heard a noise....real close
I swore something was watching me
It may have been a ghost
On Halloween, the woods light up
With magic from within
No one dares to venture there
They'll not be seen again
Some nights when the moon is full
The noises fill the air
Of screeching, howling wild beasts
Of things covered in hair
I've only seen one bird around
The entrance to the wood
It's a single, lonely raven
And to me that isn't good
Raccoons, and skunks and squirrels
I never see them near this place
It's inhabited by demons
It's never known god's grace
The stories aren't the sort that
Make you want to see
What is in the woods that howls
I won't go in ...not me
The woods have always been there
And the stories have been too
I know the sounds scare me to death
And I'm sure, they'd scare you too
Don't venture near the woods at night
Don't go there in the day
Just leave them to their darkness
It's just best to stay away
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