where is my ghost?
the one i've followed the most
the one i've cried for
the one who has cried more
every little boy has dreamed
of being a super hero
saving the world
getting the girl
i've dreamed of looking pretty
in a flouncy dress
but i digress
i've turned to books
i just gave you the hook
we've had the dreamers
we've had their dreams
we've seen the nightingales
we've heard them sing
gather your capes
let's meet on the hill
let's free fall into the sky
let them fire at will
let's command the army
to charge, march, attack
save the damsels and the princes
from their dragons and their feasts
so let the blood spill
and it will be alright
for it's the right time
it's the right kind
and it will be the right one
for the right thing
and it will be yours
it will be found.
so you welcome yourself
to the tea party
to the tasks
to the war
so welcome
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