" The Owl " (c)1997 Hollow; Jacobs, Arakaki, Doyon, Beasley



Lyrics: Cris "Through her puss" Mcgeesbed
Music: Anthony Brick, Doc




"This is a lonely hour." Said the possum to the owl
"Listen as the wind delivers us,
A lone wolf howls.
Aside from theese the only sounds are the crickets
in the brush. 
After dark it seems the only liveing things are us.
The lights go out and here we sit up in this
lonely tree.
You are my only confidence and yet my enemy.
I admit i am intemedated by your sharpened
claws and beak,
But i have to take my chances for the
Lonely are the weak."




And then he sat in silence and the Owl turned
to him with huge black eyes and narcotic stare.
His head began to swim, In one quick flash
the rip of flesh, A shriek of surprise and pain.
My horrified eyes relised the mistake he'll
never make again.
And then the Owl turned to me with a gaze
that chilled my soul.
And spoke the only good consoul i've
recieved with out a toll. He said
" Listen to me foolish child for i am old and wise,
Never let yourself fall to Possum's same demise.
Always question those around you, And be
Suspious till the end.
For it is better to be cautious and alone,
Then to fear or doubt a freind. "