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Forest Song

Crown Lands

A setting sun
Warms the summer rain
So far from home
And yet so far to go
Evergreen serenity
Calls your name
As the wind begins to blow

Into the woods

Let me lead you through the ancient woods
Where birdsong fills the air
In the darkness
Roam the black hills home
Roam the black hills home

Through the woods

Let me sing you
A simple Forest Song
That echoes
Throughout the land
If you listen and sit quite still
Mother Nature lends a guiding hand

Let me lead you through the ancient woods
Where smoke rings fill the air
In the darkness
Roam the black hills home
Roam the black hills home

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