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Oh mother and father The fields and the bibles The barns and the woods A bird cries for more Green forever Oh my love; my queen The carvings and the maples The sweet lips and gentle Hands clasping my arm; Moonlight quiet and sunlit smiles For a while. Oh brothers and sisters Look at the fire Look at the ash Look at the skies Feel my skin Feel A dry scale on my back Crawl in the forests Roll in the mud Feast on the fallen Birth to the given Eyes on the sky and the sky so blue I am alive I am alive I Am Alive.
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Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 11:50 AM UTC
I am alive
Oh mother and father The fields and the bibles The barns and the woods A bird cries for more Green forever Oh my love; my queen The carvings and the maples The sweet lips and gentle Hands clasping my arm; Moonlight quiet and sunlit smiles For a while. Oh brothers and sisters Look at the fire Look at the ash Look at the skies Feel my skin Feel A dry scale on my back Crawl in the forests Roll in the mud Feast on the fallen Birth to the given Eyes on the sky and the sky so blue I am alive I am alive I Am Alive.
#nature#fallen#family#human#feral#tribal
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Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 11:50 AM UTC
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