From Wyandotte to Nokomis Falls
I would follow her that far
Follow my heart follow my dream
A lonely rook searching for his Queen
The journey of the heart is rittled with the sweetest pain
My armor is tarnished from tears cryed in vain
My sword is broken but not my will
I push onward my quest to fulfill
I wear my Queens colors upon my chest
My body is weak but I cannot rest
My soul struggles with my mind
Thoughts of all I've left behind
Minutes are ages and ages are fleeting
The noble heart knows no retreating
So I close my eyes
And continue dreaming
Jul 28, 2012
Jul 28, 2012 at 9:57 PM UTC
From Wyandotte to Nokomis Falls
I would follow her that far
Follow my heart follow my dream
A lonely rook searching for his Queen
The journey of the heart is rittled with the sweetest pain
My armor is tarnished from tears cryed in vain
My sword is broken but not my will
I push onward my quest to fulfill
I wear my Queens colors upon my chest
My body is weak but I cannot rest
My soul struggles with my mind
Thoughts of all I've left behind
Minutes are ages and ages are fleeting
The noble heart knows no retreating
So I close my eyes
And continue dreaming
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