Along the Way

So we march along Beneath the trees of Avalon The cursed troops we keep Fall like apples around our feet We feel them With every fiber that we've got We are cut from the same vines Where we're eaten or we rot And so we stumble on The Hunter's veiled companions Comparing two handed blades Gambling on past harvests made "But you see our girl here She's circling the drain And we just need something To ease her on her way" Then she speaks of where she came Abandoned in the cane so tall And she speaks of where she'll go And how she doesn't really know at all We laid her on the straw In his room shaped like a mackinaw The wounded captain woke And from his perch he plainly spoke You must yield now To all that is new And like a fountain We'll raise our voices for you And then she speaks of where she came How she's got her mother's name and her charm She speaks of where she'll go And how she doesn't really know at all