When the last blood is spilled,
when the last champion falls,
when the last hero dies,
that is when Death calls.

This fight is not over,
our war will be won.
Our will is unmatched
until the last bard has sung.

Oberon has summoned us.
Our quest is absolute,
our destiny is decided,
and our fate, we cannot dispute.

Follow me Brothers, Sisters,
walk with me into the fire.
Our choices are to fail,
or see our enemies on a pyre.

The power to be someone else,
to live a different life,
make different choices.
Oh what a power that would be.

What if I told you,
that you could?

You could choose to be
a scientist
a doctor
an activist
a lawyer
a volunteer
anything that you wanted.

What if I told you,
you could learn from your mistakes,
make new choices,
and new mistakes?

What if I told you,
it is as simple as

Change. Determination. Choice.

I've just been broken into two -
The piece that stayed with me
and the piece that went with you.

I know you know
what I mean.

You read the words my heart wrote
You pass them off - a simple quote

But I know you know
what I mean.

You bring them up for me to see
You joke with me - a silent plea

Dear, I know you know
what I mean.

You can't face your own heart up front
but you can read mine when it's so blunt

Yes I know you know
what I mean.

You can keep it inside if you want to
You can act like you haven't got a clue

Honey,
You know I know you know
what I mean though.

What to feel
                     when you feel too much
when you can't make sense
                                               when you need a crutch

What to see
                   when you see nothing
when you want a light
                                       but you can't see anything

What to hear
                      when you hear everything
but you feel alone
                               when you hear yelling

What to want
                       when you want it all
when you need someone
                                           but you haven't the gall

It was the right thing to do
but, Oh God does it hurt.
I'll never find someone
quite like you.

I'm sorry for everything
I've put you through.
You think I'm right for you.
Trust me, I'm not.

I wish and I hope
with every fiber of my being
that you find your true soulmate.
It isn't me.

Keep searching,
keep looking,
you'll find the right one,
and maybe so will I.

Maybe someday