It was loosely based on Mumford and Son's song, Little Lion Man.
"Weep for yourself, my man,
You'll never be what is in your heart.
Weep Little Lion Man,
You're not as brave as you were at the start...
Rate yourself and rake yourself,
Take all the courage you have left
Wasted on fixing all the problems
That you made in your own head...
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really (messed) it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble Little Lion Man,
You'll never settle any of your scores...
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother or else spend your days
Biting your own neck...
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really (messed) it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?"
They were such good sports. It was probably 40 degrees out. I am so grateful for friend who would wake up at 6:30 in the morning and go trekking in the woods before the golden sunlight is too strong.
Have a good Sunday.
Mary Em
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