Snow is falling, snow is falling on the ground, In the forest, in the forest there's no sound; A shallow grave is where we lie, The boys and men who died
him lies, For soon enough the danger will call him To the front lines. Where everything's as beautiful as it seems His future is a field of flowers Planted
changing The landscape is crying Thousands of acres of forest are dying Carbon copies from the hills above the forest line Acid streams are flowing ill
Our love is an endless river Keeps on flowing on and on forever Each dream like a forest flower Keeps on growing every hour We can almost touch the horizon
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests [Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war] We need great golden copulations The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest
play the fife lowly did they sound the death march as they lowered you down did the band play the last post and chorus did the pipes play the flowers of the forest
Turn me loose from your hands Let me fly to distant lands Over green fields, trees and mountains Flowers and forest fountains Home along the lanes of
told him to follow the stars He ran to the forest with whirlwinds by his side He's lost in this world of lies Take him back where rivers flow upwards
word, just let me dream And look outside where the wind blows and the flowers grow Where the river goes Taking my dreams away Just let me go Where the rain falls and the forest
meaning They build the cathedrals high But we keep our weapons ready Looming dark against the sky They're taking down the rain forest Changing it to
ask, is a TREND MONGER? Well, a TREND MONGER is a person who dreams up a TREND (like 'The Twist' -or 'Flower Power'), and spreads it throughout the land