2013 High School Self Rebelion
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The light is dying in the evergreen grove
Among the trees and in darkness you rove
You hear a twig snap in the dark
Fear and darkness leaves it's mark
Running Running
You run through trees and miles of black
Let them be the talkers,
The ones who only hear themselves
Never listening to the world that hums
With the song of happiness and love.
