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Wooden Swords Video (MV)




Performed By: Folkknot
Language: English
Length: 5:05
Written by: David Hyatt II




Folkknot - Wooden Swords Lyrics
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Follow me through the down
The forest calls us off to it's grounds
The lake beckons us to shore
There's rumors abound of war
Our cardboard shields and wooden swords
Defend our oath as true as it's sworn
And when the sun sets tonight
We will be far from home
We journey on throughout the day
Not on paths trodden nor paved
For if they try to follow us here
They will not find our way
And In the hollow deep and old
We make camp and sing in the cold
For one last dance before we die
Merry our graves will lie
Our cunning plans and sneak attacks
Will make them pay for turning their backs
On everything that they once held
And defended like we do now
No more tyrants, no more rules
We'll stay up late, we won't go to school
So roll yourselves out from your beds
It's time that we have their heads
We charged and fought, were maimed and bled
But took their flag once they were all dead
And now the sun sets on the day
Brothers, we part our ways
And this sweet taste it cannot last
For mother's call brings us in fast
But tomorrow breathes another dawn
And a battle upon the lawn
So while they are drinking and while we do sleep
We dream of the day where we play for keeps
To conquer the cul-de-sac, conquer it all
The neighborhood will fall
The neighborhood will fall
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Follow me through the down
The forest calls us off to it's grounds
The lake beckons us to shore
There's rumors abound of war
Our cardboard shields and wooden swords
Defend our oath as true as it's sworn
And when the sun sets tonight
We will be far from home
We journey on throughout the day
Not on paths trodden nor paved
For if they try to follow us here
They will not find our way
And In the hollow deep and old
We make camp and sing in the cold
For one last dance before we die
Merry our graves will lie
Our cunning plans and sneak attacks
Will make them pay for turning their backs
On everything that they once held
And defended like we do now
No more tyrants, no more rules
We'll stay up late, we won't go to school
So roll yourselves out from your beds
It's time that we have their heads
We charged and fought, were maimed and bled
But took their flag once they were all dead
And now the sun sets on the day
Brothers, we part our ways
And this sweet taste it cannot last
For mother's call brings us in fast
But tomorrow breathes another dawn
And a battle upon the lawn
So while they are drinking and while we do sleep
We dream of the day where we play for keeps
To conquer the cul-de-sac, conquer it all
The neighborhood will fall
The neighborhood will fall
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Writer: David Hyatt II
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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