"It took them three days to find you,
tired torch lights and dog scents. Oh they led you down from the highest branches,
cold eyes and frozen arms.
And my my my your beauty was so dumbfounded,
lace white dress and your hair as long as Follaton Woods
And the whole town just stood there crying looking at the darkness,
for something wholesome and good.
Still don't, don't you forget.That rope you tied around your neck.
Don't free you darling,
no no no.
▵Follaton Wood - Ben Howard▵