A birdy once told me...

Some birdy once told me the lantern would control me

I ain’t the sharpest tool in the Unknown

She was looking like a dip with her various wingtips in an L on her orbital septum

Well, the Beast starts coming and he don’t stop coming

Made me despair and he kidnapped my brother

Didn’t make sense just to take his lamp

I’m going home cause the woods are damp

So much to do, so much to see, so much wrong with becoming a tree