Bright eyes, burning like fire
Bright eyes, how can you close and fail?
How can the light that burned so brightly
Suddenly burn so pale?
Bright eyes

This is a story about two children
One who hid to be heard
And another who ran to be remembered
I present to you “Kid & Leveret”
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh-oh-oh
Found in forgotten fields of flaxen
I was the leveret in hiding
Rowdy and rigorous, they reave and rally
There where the houses once stood
It used to be a kingdom for a foolish majesty
Then he put his hands over his ears and welcomed entropy
Came the undergrowth, overburdening before
What is left is a hamlet and the wails of yore
Found in forgotten fields of flaxen
I was the leveret in hiding
Rowdy and rigorous, they reave and rally
There where the houses once stood
Bam! Bam! Bam! Down the door and here I am
Beyond the cranny, "Come hither, " says the feathered lady
“Fare thee well to the hound that held your home”
Foreboding, farther off we’ll go
Found in forgotten fields of flaxen
I was the leveret in hiding (you were the leveret in hiding)
Rowdy and rigorous, they reave and rally
There where the houses once stood
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Her father was a doll maker
He taught her how to weave one’s movement
The marionette who took the thread
When the baron lost his head, oh
A spider, a spinner, believe her, she’s a mother
A woe of many morns, amidst a storm
She receives a knock on the door
A sight of silver and locks of gold
Kid among beast of metal and malice
I was real and she was alone
Bird among bears of bark and leaves
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh (oh)
Found in forgotten
Bird among bears of bark and leaves
Found in forgotten
Bird among bears of bark and leaves
Found in forgotten fields of flaxen
I was the leveret (you were the leveret in hiding)
You are the lover where the yarrow grows (rowdy and rigorous)
I will be awakened, no longer I am puppeted (they rave and rally)
String from your instrument (there where the houses once stood)
Rather from her fingers, dearest though she was (found in forgotten)
She never saw me silent (fields of flaxen)
Silence, I won’t go far, I promise (I was the leveret in hiding)
Candles for a start, now here I am at my brightest (rowdy and rigorous)
Win or wound me with a kiss (they reave and rally)
Find me where the lark is (there where the houses once stood)
Find me where the yarrow grows (found in forgotten)
I will be awakened, no longer I am puppeted (fields of flaxen)
String from your instrument (I was the leveret in hiding)
Rather from her fingers, dearest though she was (rowdy and rigorous)
She never saw me at my brightest (they reave and rally)
However when that happens (there where the houses once stood)
Let us wander (away, oh)
Far from where we had once been strung
I can see you, not for your eyes
I can hear you’ve left me entwined
Where do we go? We’re running slow
From the house! From the hills!
To the fields! To the humming groves! (Ooh)
Oh, oh-whoa

For those who know, you know!

From six to one, the spell is spun
No time to run, the curse begun

The curse begun, but soon they’ll see
The buried truth will end with me

Kayalangford With Jax…you either hate him, love him, or both, or neither…he’s a mixed bag of everything.

Kayalangford Why thank ya kindly! U^U

Admirable Alliteration for the win! :D

…I have a nasty habit of trying to beautify everything

…I personally think this music could fit in as an alt theme for the Prototype/Experiment 1006.

KiwiArkavelVA

Hood “Autobots, Roll out!”

@Koda W H E E Z E That legoshi pic…

I can hear the song of the hartebeest
As their hooves drum to a hunger
I can sing a fear or a malady
As I drown deep in the wonder
Where do we go
When the river’s running slow
Where do we run
When the cats kill one by one
Little rabbit
Little rabbit
Little rabbit
Hazel beneath our claws
While we wait for cerulean to cry
Unsettled ticks run through time
Enough for the hunt to go awry
Where do we go
When the river’s running slow
Where do we run
When the acres turn green and the cats kill one by one
Little rabbit
Run run run run run
Little rabbit
Run run run run run
Little rabbit
Run run run run run
Run run run run run
Little rabbit
Run run run run run
Little rabbit
Run run run run run
Little rabbit
“Hartebeest” By: Yaelokre

ayin
Where They strung up a man, they say who murdered three
Strange things did happen here, no stranger would it seem
If we met at midnight in the hanging tree