When the roots have been tainted
and branches begin to decay,
no longer will there be a perch
for the birds to sit upon and sing.
O' father,
I will find a way to save you.
I'll tear the cancer from your limbs
and take it for myself.
And when the leaves envelop me,
let them bury the scars
of a boy whose wings
were not fit to be king.
Just take my hand.
I'll find a way
to tear the cancer from your limbs
and take it for myself.
Just take my hand.
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