If they like you, they could use and destroy you. If they don't anymore, they could abandon you. Or is it will, not gone? What are they? Crocodiles don't care if the fish are hungry when they are hungry. Let the crocodile go. In the winds, We'll give us a song To keep us safe In the walks, in the walkies We'll give us a song To keep us alive In the closed open spaces We'll give us a song To keep us well Bell those That were here before They're still in the winds, Remembering to give Wild across borders Freedom Singing along days And sitting under trees. Lost a branch, a finger, a toe. Many leaves too, and a few hairs.