Comin on Home
I don't know why Would anybody like to try
The changes I'm going through ?
A hidden lie would fortify
Something that don't exist
But it ain't so bad, I'm just a lad,
So many more things to do,
I intend to come right through them all with you.
My songs are merely dreams visiting my mind
We talk a while by a crooked stile,
You're lucky to catch a few.
There's no magic wand in a perfumed hand,
It's a pleasure to be true.
In my crystal halls a feather falls
Being beautiful just for you
But that might not
Legend
Take heed to the words of this man beneath his feet is where you stand
Everyone and everything belongs to this man who is king
With arms of steel the guards they stand protect the ruler of this land
Riding high the king's banner flies hold the king's flag to the sky
Greet with lances the charging foe the rebels colors we shall bestow
For the king!
Gather arms and make a stand a war is sown in his own land
To win the battle we all must try tis not our choice to live or die
Beneath the castle slaves they lie can't you hear their stifled cries
The traitors heads will be taken the ruler's words are not mistaken
Don't you know you'll have to pay for what you do or what you say
betray the king to serve your right reconcile your dying plight
The king's life branches from royal tree a royal surf insanity
Take the king's life and we shall all be free and spread the wings of destiny