1Every ounce of will
fallen soldiers on the battlefield
the smoking grounds so quiet now
And part of me is glad
to have seen the end
I must admit the suspense was
killing me
Its death brings peace
And strings tied round my wrist
have found the breeze
now kissing the carnage
as the world moves in to forage
Beyond the distance
my eyes persist in
seeing visions of futures
like cities of people
And I sigh deeply made love
to so sweetly
by every promise it sings me
like memories
of the magic I once had
Desire too fueled by haste
glossy recollections
of my past greatness
only proved to cripple me
Defeat itself is draining
of energy
and yet the emptiness
it has left is freeing
oh it brings me peace
And careless strands
of my hair dance with breezes
kissing the carnage
as the world moves in to forage
Beyond the distance
my eyes persist in
seeing visions of futures
like cities of people
And I sigh deeply made love
to so sweetly
by every promise it sings me
that lures me from
beyond the distance my eyes play
tricks on me
visions of futures
like cities of people
And I sigh deeply made love
to so sweetly
by every promise it sings me
like memories
of the magic I once had
of the magic I once had