Blackblack

Mr. Badger, won't you take me
To the forest, it's so lovely
It is flowing green and dark as
Little light shine through the mud
Oh won't you dance in the forest
Hear the voices they're all calling
Eyes are beeping peeking
Through the expressionless mud
Magical
Look at the old forest king
Who sits on his throne, the oldest tree.
Watching over twilight parties
Comforting the early(?) bees
Oh emerald forest, emerald forest
Emerald forest, I love you