Solemn faced
The village settles down
Undetected by the stars
And the hangman plays the mandolin
Before he goes to sleep
And the last thing on his mind
Is the wild-eyed boy imprisoned
'Neath the covered wooden shaft
Folds the rope into its bag
Blows his pipe of smolders
Blankets smoke into the room
And the day will end for some
As the night begins for one
Staring through the message in his eyes
Lies a solitary son
From the mountain called Freecloud
Where the eagle dare not fly
And the patience in his sigh
Gives no indication
For the townsmen to reason why
The village settles down
Undetected by the stars
And the hangman plays the mandolin
Before he goes to sleep
And the last thing on his mind
Is the wild-eyed boy imprisoned
'Neath the covered wooden shaft
Folds the rope into its bag
Blows his pipe of smolders
Blankets smoke into the room
And the day will end for some
As the night begins for one
Staring through the message in his eyes
Lies a solitary son
From the mountain called Freecloud
Where the eagle dare not fly
And the patience in his sigh
Gives no indication
For the townsmen to reason why
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