Repentance

You might think your battle over,

You might think you won

But I'm still fighting battles,

I know I'm not the only one

So don't sing of conquest

Don't poet out my heart

For you the politics are over,

For me they've yet to start.

And it's a bad business,

To war over love

But we lost the ones dear to us,

We're drawing blood just because

If I lay my sword down, let my armor rust,

Indiscretions and betrayal will never settle,

In the dust left by my travels, it's gotten out of hand

I never meant to leave it to the inheritors of my land

I'll not be a coward, even so I'd rather be

Than to know things thereafter, I'd rather not have known

And you can tell me your stories,

Of fights so long ago

But my fight is far from over,

And it's time to take it home.

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