Liora...Liora... (#haunted-campfire-song)

you ever hear a story… you wish someone didn’t tell? we were ten and fearless laughing at the dark passing round a lighter drawing circles in the sparks someone said "don’t wander" past the fallen pine there’s a girl that hums out there but she don’t like your kind we laughed a little louder fed the fire bright til the woods went quiet… like they swallowed all the night sing it low… don’t sing it loud don’t say **Liora** in a crowd don’t turn around when branches crack n bend she follows voices… not just friends Liora… Liora… don’t call her close again… we said her name like it was fun like nothing waits for anyone but fires die and ghost stories stay… something followed us that day boots crunch on gravel someone swore they heard a tune soft like broken lullabies floating through the moon no one wants to say it but we all felt cold like a breath on your neck that didn’t belong slipping through our bones then the fire flickered, flared up high like it tried to warn and the hum got closer… like it knew where we were born our hair standing to the sky sing it low… don’t sing it loud don’t say **Liora** in a crowd don’t turn around when branches break n bend she follows voices… not just her friend Liora… Liora… she hears you call again… we said her name like it was fun like nothing waits for anyone but fires die and ghost stories stay… something followed us that day don’t say it… don’t say it… you already did… Liora… Liora… count the voices… how many now…? sing it low… don’t sing it loud don’t say **Liora** in the crowd she’s standing somewhere just outside the flame don’t turn around… just face the fire she only comes when called by liars Liora… Liora… you gave her your name… we said her name like it was fun now count again… we’re missing one the fire’s gone… but I still stay… cause something followed me away …you hear that? …Liora… …she learned my voice…