I’m made of bones of the branches, the boughs, and the browbeating light
While my feet are the trunks and my head is the canopy, high
And my fingers extend to the leaves and the eaves and the bright,
Bright and shine, it’s my shine
And he was a baby, abandoned, entombed in a cradle of clay
And I was the soul who took pity and stole him away
And gave him the form of a faun to inhabit by day
Bright as day
It’s my day
And you
Have removed this temptation that’s troubled my innocent child
To abduct and abuse and to render arift and defiled
But the river is deep to the banks
And the water is wild
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