Silently through the woods I drifted, I am at peace here;
This is where my sould dwells, rivers flow, the air sings truth.
No one can hold me down in this place, this is something I'll always know;
The woods belong to us, and we know it well!
Time is not to touch us here, we can be forever;
Or just to drift away into the empty nothingness of eternity, shall we?
Forever to roam where hearts desire is met, drive us not from our home.
Swiftly I ghost imbetween the trees of the woods, the moon is full;
We are safe for the time, let's sing our praise to the ones who have long sence passed that once traveled our wooded area.
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