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wispofathing ([personal profile] wispofathing) wrote2016-10-30 01:12 am
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Ballad of Tufa History

When these hills were sharp as claws
Raked slow across the sky
We rode the wind that wore them smooth
And came to this place to die

We thought our time had ended
As it does for all true things
But here we found a new green home
And room to spread our wings

Oh time makes men grow sad
And rivers change their ways
But the night wind and her riders
Will ever stay the same

We sailed the slopes and valleys
Played in the hollers and hills
Our songs filled the nights with wonder
Our tears the storms fulfilled

Till men came over the mountains
And brought their changing ways
We loved them back when they loved us
And loved the children that we made

And now we are the same as you
Our blood no longer tells
'Scept on nights when we spread our wings
And ride moonbeams cross the hills

Now you, dear stranger, know our tale
Even though you don't believe
So eat our bread and drink our wine
And you may never leave