adrian crowley - the hatchet song lyrics
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if there is a branch
in our orchard
that yields a crabapple, love
i will whistle
i will splinter
and reduce it to smithereens
and if there is a tree
in our orchard
that yields a bitter love
i will whistle
i will splinter
and reduce it to smithereens
and if there is a step
in our stairway
that rings untrue with our feet
i will whistle
i will splinter
and reduce it to smithereens
with a handle of hickory
in my hand
engraved, “beloved protector”
and a blade so eager
that nightly i’ve kept keen
and if there is a root
in this garden
that thrеatens our happy home
i will whistle
i will splintеr
and reduce it to smithereens
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