the owls - the art of war lyrics
[hook: owls]
my pencil doesn’t have arms but it fights with me
doesn’t have legs but it walks with me
doesn’t have a voice but it talk to me
[verse 1: owls]
what i think my pencil draws
on a cloud that never falls
but can be formed into a plan
and again to form a crane
it flys like lighting in it’s rage
spitting graphite on it’s page
symbols that together form a image
every letters born with power that has no limit
this is how my pencil speaks
my fingers are its’ arms and feet
my pencil has a thousand mouths
to dance on clouds to form a house
for a king that can’t be found
since i’ve pull excalibur out the ground
it’s my weapon and my friend
it sticks beside me till the end
[hook: owls]
my pencil doesn’t have arms but it fights with me
doesn’t have legs but it walks with me
doesn’t have a voice but it talk to me
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