Folklore

Let us begin where it all began

Fireside flickering flames

Make the shadows dance

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Heigh-ho so we go we pass it on

We hand it down-o

We tell our tales, we sing our songs

While we have breath left in our lungs

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We pass it down

To the young from the old

We feel it deep down in the soul

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Sometimes truth hides beside the lies

Grist to the mill, fuel to our fire

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For it is said, so it lives on

We pass it down, it carries on

Oh, down we go into folklore

The pen is mightier than the sword

The music of the word is scored

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Our satellites they span the globe

Lo our stories shall be told

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I am a messenger: I speak

With integrity, truth, love and light

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