- The Green Man
Dances
- by Dave Ward
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- The Green Man dances
in the wood
- By withered nettles
where oaks once stood
- The Green Man dances
in the wood
- But the trees scream
murder
- As we burn them down
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- The Green Man has danced out
under the stars
- Under changing skies for a
million years
- Silver in the morning and the
coal black night
- Waking again for the last long
fight
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- The Green man dances in the
wood
- By broken glass where the tall
cedar stood
- The Green Man dances in the
wood
- But the trees wail murder
- As we axe them down
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- Now the Green Man grieves by
the poisoned stream
- Weeping bitter scalding tears
- The badger, the otter and the
hare lie dead
- dark rooks drift in circles as
the sky turns red
- The Green man dances in the
wood
- By barbed wire fences where
the elms once stood
- The Green Man dances in the
wood
- But the trees weep murder
- As we hack them down
- The Green Man danced wherever
he chose
- Before forests were stolen and
fields enclosed
- The Green Man danced before
winding lanes
- Twisted into the madness of
the motorways
- The Green man dances in the
wood
- By dark choking shadows where
the larches stood
- The Green Man dances in the
wood
- But the trees whisper murder
- As we rip them down
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- The hounds bay blindly where
foxes used to run
- But the hunt for the Green Man
goes on and on
- The ring of shrieking woodland
tightens in a snare
- As the Green Man tracks
frantic as a frightened hare
- We'll catch him and beat him
- And twist a jagged wreath
- We’ll whip him and
scourge him
- And nail him like a thief
- To the highest branch
- Of his last oak tree
- With blackbird, dunnock,
jackdaw and crow...
- But when the Green Man dies
- We all die too.
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