In that forrest children chant
They chant for the trees to wake up.
To wake up and give them shelter,
For their snowy shelter is now gond.
And so it rains.
The children smile doubtless and laugh.
They so loud for tthere is no one to obey.
For obeying is the fate of the lifeless.
And so it rains.
And yet each of the children is so lone.
As loneliness is the freedom cost.
And so it rains.
So they all search for the forest now hidden in rain.
And so it rains.
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 11:55 AM UTC
In that forrest children chant
They chant for the trees to wake up.
To wake up and give them shelter,
For their snowy shelter is now gond.
And so it rains.
The children smile doubtless and laugh.
They so loud for tthere is no one to obey.
For obeying is the fate of the lifeless.
And so it rains.
And yet each of the children is so lone.
As loneliness is the freedom cost.
And so it rains.
So they all search for the forest now hidden in rain.
And so it rains.
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