Tales to be pleasant
among the peasants
I'll sing of kings and knights
song saying worlds turn
to codes of honor
ruling on day and night
day and night.
Knights
posess the strongest pride
but fragile hearts inside
sometimes keep their spear from striking high
Cries
the kingdom's fall and rise
fights on the country side
love and blood and armors left behind
There's no bad or good
just sorrow
And I say
Bow and arrow
bow and arrow find their way
bow and arrow
bow and arrow wound my heart
bow and arrow should never part
war should never start
war should never start
Sing of the lone hearts
sing of the lands far
sing it in words and rhymes
songs of the minstrels
echoe throught castles
calling to future times
Oh time
Night, the chambers shine with light
where Ladies virtues lie
‘til the fire of love will make them die
Minds, who trust in magic lies
just drown in nature's tide
Eagles born with broken wings don't fly
Open up your heart
and your eyes
and you'll see