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From the forest down below |
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Came a voice that cried "no" |
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Something seemed nearly dead |
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Making me feel so cold |
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Even the trees seemed to fear |
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There was something unreal |
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Couldn't see very far |
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And the sky had gone dark |
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So we ran, yeah, as fast as we can |
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Only thought to get away |
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On and on we didn't know where we'd gone |
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If it was night or day |
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"Come back", I can hear a voice call |
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I can feel it pulling me down |
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In my head it felt like something had said |
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You better slow down |
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But I tried so hard not to make a sound |
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Feeling better I turned round |
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And coming up behind me I could see... |
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Like shadows in the trees |
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They came creeping unknown |
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Keeping close through the ground |
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I can feel them tramp on |
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Saw the music they knew |
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We were somewhere close by |
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They began to crowd us in |
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Sinkin' deeper in pain |
