Friday, July 9, 2010

Blues at Night in the Woods

I took the wrong path, and the woods are dark.
I took the wrong path, and the path is long.
The moon is swollen bright, yet the woods are still tonight dark.
The moon is swollen bright, and I fear I'm not alone
I took the wrong path, and that path is at an end
I took the wrong path, and God help me

I'm not alone

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