New Byofriend
Its silvery shine reflects in the water below
The night filled air surrounds me and we two are one
I smell it with my tongue, this is how I guard my home
This is the hymn of the ancient misanthropic spirit
The trees are the audience, they shall forever feed from it
No man has entered this land and returned to tell about it
I am the ancient misanthropic spirit of the forest
Once stigmatised by a sudden beam of light
A nimbus of hate protected my domain
The light fought hard but I was strong, so it tried in vain
Cast aside,
It's Alright With Me
It's the wrong time, and the wrong place
Though your face is lovely, it's the wrong face
It's not his face, but such a charming face
That if some you're free
It's the wrong song, in the wrong style
Though your smile is lovely, it's the wrong smile
It's not his smile, but such a lovely smile
That it's alright with me
There's someone I'm trying so hard to forget
Don't you want to forget someone, too?
It's the wrong game, with the wrong chips
Though your lips are tempting,
they're the wrong lips
They're not his lips, but they're such tempting lips
That it's alright with me
Then it's alright, yes, it's alright with me...