Warriors from The Forbidden Forest and The Forgotten Realms.
All the great warriors I have known have always come home.
No-one walks backward from the sun.
All comes undone.
This marks the temptress words.
This makes the message a word.
Go fetch me the broken sword.
I will take you and make you heard.
Sell your broken words.
This is all I have to share, just stand and beware.
When you came it was not time,
I had to wait for the divide.
Then the answer came, it was but a word.
In time all will be heard.
I CAN HEAR MY HEART
Where do I begin?
Is it with a song?
Do I need to belong?
I care not for forgotten words.
I just need to be heard.
No need to stand by my side
Is this the one?
Take a message, make a verse, no need to rehearse.
I see you climb under, my words are like thunder.
Can that be my heart? I wonder if this means I should start, this message, my heart.
Open 1 … 2 … 3
A wounded warrior lost up high.
Clouds pass by, this time I might fly.
If I pass you before you wake, take this message to the river of song.
Make a new verse, the one we rehearsed.
I fear not those wicked words, I just need to be heard.