"Cloaked I Am Afraid ( Fairy Pond Demo )" genre: Acoustic
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	Down At The Fairy Pond I Miss My Butterfly Princess Its Laughter And Sadness In A Lagoon Of Tunes Reading The Bible And Looking At The Runes I Nestle With My Blanket That I Held As A Child That Cloaks Me From The Things That I Am Afraid In My Sleep I See Laughter Lollipop Kisses And The Clown Slaves The Frogs Talk Among Themselves Reading The Books From The Shelves Waiting The Day That Pianos Open Up Mens Minds I Heard You On The Radio A Faceless Name In Heaven With Love In Your Eyes Chasing After Death Eating Cherries From A Tree Where The Lights Shine Bright And There Are No Lies You Can Hear The Horses As They Talk To The Night I Didnt Ask To Be Born Mesmerized By The Soft White Light The Empty Numb Feelings In The Eyes Of The Lost The Priests And The Soldiers As The Kings Question The Monks With Broken Hands Killing The Dead Behind The Magnolia Trees Beneath The Moss The Blond Haired Blue Eyed Children Are Taking Pillz To Numb The Pain Death Has No Secrets In The Poems Sung In The Dreams of liquor like cologne within nightmares and dreams Im alone and I hate taking the darkside on a date the rebuilding of the Temple And The Ancient City Of Babylon nestled in the blades of grass watching the crowds roll on in the valleys of the mushroom fields we find rings of precious stone in the abandoned trailor parks full of broken phones buried alive screaming to the night cause these were the days we died playing chess with the night its a vast knowledge in a sea of antiquity where men learned nothing
	Label: Xmuzik Credits: Jason Fletcher aka Tha Last Rockstar
	Lyrics Down At The Fairy Pond I Miss My Butterfly Princess It’s Laughter And Sadness In A Lagoon Of Tunes Reading The Bible And Looking At The Runes I Nestle With My Blanket That I Held As A Child That Cloaks Me From The Things That I Am Afraid In My Sleep I See Laughter Lollipop Kisses And The Clown Slaves The Frogs Talk Among Themselves Reading The Books From The Shelves Waiting The Day That Pianos Open Up Mens Minds I Heard You On The Radio A Faceless Name In Heaven With Love In Your Eyes Chasing After Death Eating Cherries From A Tree Where The Lights Shine Bright And There Are No Lies You Can Hear The Horses As They Talk To The Night I Didn’t Ask To Be Born Mesmerized By The Soft White Light The Empty Numb Feelings In The Eyes Of The Lost The Priests And The Soldiers As The Kings Question The Monks With Broken Hands Killing The Dead Behind The Magnolia Trees Beneath The Moss The Blond Haired Blue Eyed Children Are Taking Pillz To Numb The Pain Death Has No Secrets In The Poems Sung In The Dreams of liquor like cologne within nightmares and dreams I’m alone and I hate taking the darkside on a date the rebuilding of the Temple And The Ancient City Of Babylon nestled in the blades of grass watching the crowds roll on in the valleys of the mushroom fields we find rings of precious stone in the abandoned trailor parks full of broken phones buried alive screaming to the night cause these were the days we died playing chess with the night it’s a vast knowledge in a sea of antiquity where men learned nothing

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