Libra Swords
06-23-2004, 07:34 PM
Along my merry way
I come to the forest,
I notice that its dark
and cold,
I walk a little further
and what do I see?
Two paths ahead of me;
Both paths before my feet,
one looks green and dark
and one looks blue and dark,
Which one shall I choose?
I need to go in search for my
life,
Is this the way or is it to the right?
I think for a moment and think with
my soul,
there's just gotta be a way I know.
Choose wisely and bold,
so I pick the path that is blue and
knew,
that I'll be in heaven soon.
I come to the forest,
I notice that its dark
and cold,
I walk a little further
and what do I see?
Two paths ahead of me;
Both paths before my feet,
one looks green and dark
and one looks blue and dark,
Which one shall I choose?
I need to go in search for my
life,
Is this the way or is it to the right?
I think for a moment and think with
my soul,
there's just gotta be a way I know.
Choose wisely and bold,
so I pick the path that is blue and
knew,
that I'll be in heaven soon.