I run to the meadow where the grass is soft Where the trees are tall And songbirds aloft They sing They tweet And dreams are sweet Right here in the meadow I lie.
Mockingjay song reaches my ears I’ve been forced to grow beyond my years The games are on, But I’m intact Defiance will be my final act.
Some people sigh And others, They cry But me? I don’t do those sad things I laugh in the faces Of those who’ve disgraced me I welcome my death with mirth.
The meadow I love The meadow brings safety The meadow is where My loved ones embrace me.
This place is sacred This place is true “Here is the place Where I love you.”
