Spring won"t come, the need of strife, To battle to be freed from tough ground. The evening mists that creep and crawl, Will drench in the dew and so drown.

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I"m the green guy The green man. Sol in prime sweet summertime, Cast shadows of doubt on my face. A midday sun, its caustic hues, Refracting within the still lake. I"m the green man
The green guy. Autumn in her flaming dress, Of oarray, brvery own, gold fallen leaves. My mitension of the frigid night, I worship pray to on my knees. Winter"s breath of filthy snow Befrosted routes to the unknown,
Have my lips turned true purple Life is coming to an finish So says me, me wiccan frifinish, Nature coming complete circle. Winter"s breath of filthy snow Befrosted paths to the unwell-known, Have my lips turned true purple Life is coming to an end So states me, me wiccan frifinish, Nature coming full circle.
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lights a lighter and smethods back and forth at my desk as my coworkers wonder what in the hell I"m doing...... LOL! What an excellent song! RIP Peter


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The *Green Man* symbolise the cycle of life, death and also re-birth. The symbol of Godhood within the male and its partnership through the transcendent life force our Goddess, the female expression of divinity. He is a Pagan symbol.

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Reminds me of my Beloved La Baugh Woods in Chicback. keggers, dirtbikes and also ATV"s. additionally some rather walks simply to hear the sounds of nature. or get some gas !! LOLOL


This song makes me feel alive everytime I hear it. I listen and I feel Peter is alive through us... His magic voice keep him alive as well...


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