I'm picturing a dungeoneer at Grimaldine's funeral, suddenly feeling bad about their awkward past encounters. *g*
(Original lyrics, karaoke track)
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Maybe I didn't greet you
Quite the way you prepared for
Maybe I didn't give you
Quite the object that you cared for
Little things you could have said and done
You just stayed mute and serene
You were always of the green
You were always of the green
Maybe I shouldn't scold you
For those stony, slow replies
Man, I guess they never told you
That you'd have to improvise
If I made you feel sick and stressed
Well, I'm so sorry for that scene
You were always of the green
You were always of the green
Tell me, tell me that you'll be back from the dead
Give me, give me one more chance to see your baldy head
Baldy head
It'll sting now you are dead and gone
Bye forever, Grimaldine
You were always of the green
You were always of the green
You were always of the green
