Pembroke
Pine you so lonesome sighs
As murmured questions rise in line
And weave their voices and entwine
As breezes their disguise
Willow cast your silent souls
I see them ride on every beam
Spirit from the forest team
And rea**ume their roles
No wind, no light
No sun in sight
Love hold me tight
I'll fly my kite
No wind, no light...
Spiders roam you j**eless nets
Empty void of morning's haul
Where diamonds hung now missin' all
With the thief, that sun who sets
Willow cast your silent souls
I see them ride on every beam
And spirit from the forest team
Rea**ume your roles