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me right, 
But all we got is that light inside...
Light inside... 
Light inside...

[Verse 1]
 Stepping in the woodland, my body just like sand, 
Ye,

born
Though this woodland seemed to be forlorn

Come here, my friends, and see what`s happening
Believe it is not a dream     
See the Elves dancing

Are you lost in Woodland? Don’t you know the path?
Follow me I’ll lead you through the misty forest
We can make it fun
Follow me and run
I will tell

Oh baby, you and I could
Scale the mountains
Explore the lodgepole pines
Finally fall into some peace of mind
With the woodlands all around us
We could

their fate 

Far away in the Northern Arctic Sea 
A stormy wind set the ship off course 
The dragon longboat found its destiny 
Ice-free woodland -

My feet was kicked up on the dashboard
Breakin even catchin meetings fucking bad whores
Kid you aint grown up yet
Son give a fuck about the woodlands

I'm in the valley shaded up all in the coupe (I'm in woodland hills)
Aye Aye 
Hold on I'ma keep it a stack (Aye real talk)
Yeah I know I'm the realist
I

There's just one part I cannot stand
And that's the swarm of mosquitoes in the woodland
I packed and packed and it pains me to say
I forgot to pack the darn

and wish? Towards the woodland you go so predictably
Vendela, return at once! For the ceremony of matrimony is soon!

Foliage and the breath of nature speak

name again 
Unlock the door 

In the woodlands of his god 
The frith where built his sacred lodge 
In honour of the mighty faun 
The piper at the gates

and proud today I'm so much more 

Tell me a story sing me a song wander the woodlands and bring me along 
Search for adventure wherever you roam lost in

Fire! 

Burning the forests 
Sparks fly from the rails 
Ablaze in summer heat 
Prevention set to fail 

Haul water to the woodland 
Heap liquid upon

of cancerous skies
Sunburn brings the septic tide
Out there when the gust yet dies
Churning, yearning crusted guise

The woodland cyst 
Closing the water's

on elm street 
Lived right next  to my friend mook
Went to parkway, then woodland 
And I think I went to medalview
Bullied by those bad kids 
Who used

way, East Van to woodland

I like it, I like it, I like it street
I like it, I like it, I like it street
I like it, I like it, I like it street
We

A Gulf Coast Pearl, a Woodlands girl
 Her art was on my wall, I never had a chance at all
Well it's as fine as it should be, a little French company

One horned, scourge of the forest
Wild woodlands creature, of purity and grace
Highly sought after, we need to capture
So we can punch it in its

Lillian Gish 
He was friends with woodland critters both large and small 
And he was more than likely five foot one inch tall 

He's the Nazarethan,

Uptown, I'm always out on Woodland
Ridin' through Killa Hill like what up tho
I'm on Vine, shout out West Mourn, West Hell
We tryin' to get it fuck

Enter Blicus G. And the mystery girl 
Venture deep in the woodland world

roll
All across the woodland meadows
The number eighty-four bus
Barely makes it up the hillside
On the winding, narrow road
Leading back towards

A weekend full of partying
Drugs and sex and beer
Unaware that as dusk falls in the woods
That murder night is here
I’m creeping through the woodland

in their eye
A food source word of mouth
Hares end drawn nigh

Now the forms are hollow
And the peasants stomachs full
The woodlands cry of sorrow

countryside
Where my ancestors had all lived and had died

I donned a disguise and I fled under wide open skies
Through woodlands, through desert, over