These silvery scars
Dress themselves up in daylight
But by the nighttime come
You can hardly tell
There ever was a fight
T'ween the animals and I
Yes my dear
I wish I could give you
Something worth fighting for
But the truth is dear
That the animals and I
Never went to war
(Second half)
They took away the deer dear
So we made ourselves an artificial love

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