Eclipse by Green Hog Band

In the woods a secret beast is hiding
You can see its tracks in the soft moss
The dark and the mist are the home for it
In the woods where the noon is the night

In the swamp where green reeds grow
The moisture seeps and there’s dew on the leaves
The gloom, and the mist, and some tracks in the moss
And the bones are white in wet shiny grass

The fur is wet, and the pure water drips
The skies are gray, and there’s mist on the swamp
The branches trace a dripping pattern
And the sun burns out in the beast’s eyes

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