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It was all a dream he said
to the savage in his head
who always watch the darkness fade
by the fire he'd lit and left to burn

And then he saw the willow weep
and then he saw the green grass bleed
and then he saw the wind whispering

As he watched the shaking leaves
and as he watched the bird set free
he saw the woodbine weave it's way
around the trees so sweet
and all the air was full of scent
of flowers that fell like drops of rain
and he was the poacher in the trap

It was all for you he said
to the lover in his head
who always watched him fade in the light
and he was the fire she'd lit and left to burn

repeat second section

And the woodbine weaved it's stem
around the trap she'd caught him in
and he was the prey that day
and the scent was sweet so sweet
and the flowers fell like drops of rain
he was the poacher who was trapped


copyright Frances Smith @2018

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from 50​/​90 2018 Demos, released July 4, 2018

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