We Cknew our Gstream would Amlead to a Fbigger Cstream
And Geventually the Amriver, and Fout to the Csea
It never Gseemed like a Ampossi-Fbili-Cty
That we could Ggo beAmyond our Fboundaries
BeCyond my Gmother's CscreamFsG
CWe Gjumped over Amfences and we Fcut some Cdown
As the Gstream got Amdeeper and Fwinded aCround
When we Gfinally Ammade it Fto its Cmouth
We Gstood in Amsilence in Fwhat we had Cfound
We were aGfraid to make a CsoundF G
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CThere was this wGarning, Amwritten in Fred:
"This is the Cland of the GSenecas, keep Amout!" then BeasFtmaster said:
"We Cshould not do this Gnow, Hawk", "No Amwe should turn aFround"
"No we Cshould not do this Gnow Hawk", "No Amwe should turn aFround"
"Make some Cplans then come Gback and Cattack"
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CWe Gwent to Amschool and we Ftold the Cgang
We Gall met Amup the next FSa-tur-Cday
Armed Gto the Amteeth with FBB Cguns, RamGbo knives Amand maFchetes
We Cwere a Gwicked little tCeamF G
CWe Gmarched beAmside the Fnew found Cstream
There Gwere red Ampalm prints Fon the Ctrees
We Gfound their Amclub so FeasiCly
We Gripped up AmeveryFthing
We Cshowed Gno mercCyF G
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CWe painted Glightning boltsAm
And we Fleft a note to Clet our eneGmies know that this Amwar had beFgun
We said: C"You Ggot no rights Amto Fpost that kind of Csign"
"These woods does Gnot belong to Amyou or anyFone"
"And your Cwarnings Gdon't scare Cus"
"BecauseDm, we move Amsilently
We Ehide in the shadows Amof the trees and Dmwe will Amnot be Eseen
DmWe can disAmarm the traps, just Eset, set our Amown that you will Dmtrip
Our Amarrows Ewill fly Amstraighter
DmThese woods does Amnot belong Eto Amanyone, but Dmif it must it Amwill belong to Eus
DmWe have Amwon this day, Eyou should Amknow our names
We Dmare the AmGladiEatorCs"
FWe made Gmaps, we gave Cnames to all the Ampaths
FWe found the Gplace that gave our Clittle town its Amname
FIt looked like a Gcastle but it was Cwhere they made the ceAmment at
To Fus it was Gsuch a magic Cplace
FWe made a Gtemple out of Cwood and we Amfilled it with the Fbones
That we Gfound in the Cwoods so people Amwould leave us Falone
We were Gyoung, we were Cdumb, we were Amhaving so much Ffun
The new kings Gof the new kingCdom
AmWe enGjoyed our vicCtory
AmWe got a Gmessage from CsomeFone named Gypsy
AmHe said: "Your Gbones do not scare Cme
AmThis war's not Gover and I Cthink that we should Fmeet
The Amtemple, this GFriday at C3"
EI woke up early before Fschool and I ran back to the Cspot
It was filled with traps, Gjust like I thought
EI tore them up and left a Fnote, and said: "Is this some kind of Cjoke?
There's much more to us than Gjust old bones"
And the Ctop of the Gcastle is Fwhere we would meet next
This time the Ctime and the Gplace were Fthings that we picked
We said "No Cweapons", we Gsaid "No Ftricks"
We did the Cbest to hide the Gfact that we were Fjust some little kids
We were Cjust some Glittle Ckids
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CI was Gscared when I saw AmhimF
CHe looked much Golder and I Amthought that he might Fbe a Vet
CBeastGmaster climbed the Amwall and Fsaw he had a Crifle hidden Gon a rope Amhanging in the Fpit
I said: "We Csaid no Gweapons" and we called him out on CitF G
CHe didn't Gknow how I could Amknow F
CUnGtil he turned aAmroundF
CBeastGmaster had Amclimbed up right Fbehind him
CAnd didn't Gmake a AmsouFnd
And Cwe really Ghad him CnowF G
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DmWe talked fAmor a while Ewith this sCtranger about the Dmnatives of this Amland, our Egangs, and Cnature
DmWhen we got Amhome again
We Edidn't know what to Cthink of him
But it Dmseemed like the war was Amover and the Gtrees held no more Cdanger
I was Csad to Gsee it Cgo
FA few days Glater I ran Cin to him Amalone
At the Fplace that used to Gbe his oCld gang's Ambase
FHe told me Gstories of their Cglory Amdays
Before his Ffriends grew Gup or they Cmoved Amaway
And we Edecided that day that we would Ambuild something new
We would Cbuild it together, it would Grepresent our truce
And as EI got to know him, it goAmt easy to see that Che was just a kid who loved the Gwoods like me
He was a Cfriend, he was Gnot an eneCmy
CWe made our Genemies our Cfriends
We should have Amnever been Genemies with Cthem
We made our Genemies our AmfrienFds
And our Cgang got Gtwice as Cbig G C