Her

Her bed was crimson for

She had bled all night

The boys

They tried

To blame

Her kind

For rivers that flow

Red like embers

What they did not know

Was that the red

Turned to gold

The red turned to gold

The red turned to gold

The red turned to gold

 

Heart of the Woods

There is a place in the heart of the woods

Looks like a meadow in the light

There the flowers slowly bloom

Preparing to fight the dark of night

Look, here comes along the light of the moon

With its silver it makes the flowers glow

Together they beat the blackness soon

It’s a story the children will want to know

So you see how all is well

It’s been a victory for the good

A war raged on and the forces fell

Of night in the heart of the woods