Lyrics

I wandered safely through these woods
Trusting instinct, scent and hoof
I knew each way and well-worn path
Might have known it wouldn't last

But once I was innocent and free from care
Then a rustling in the trees
The arrow sings through the air

Mother, the tip has pierced my hide
Pull this arrow from my side
Oh, the bitter cruelty of mankind
Curse the archer and his line

Cause once I was innocent and free from care
Then a rustling in the trees
The arrow sings through the air