The Pied Piper
The melody is gone
On the lonely hill
There he stands to
cry
He can shout out
loud
Blasting out his
anger
There is nothing he
could do
The roots have chained
his legs
He can cry to show
his misery
He can still say he
has done nothing wrong
The heavy load of
his baggage
He has to drag along
with him
The Pied Piper
stands
On the lonely hill
He still says he
wants to play
The power and
wealth he can’t forget
But the sound of
the dragging chains
He is afraid to say
to himself
He will be hooked
on the lonely hill
There he can
swallow his bitter pill
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