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She came to me one morning, |
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One lonely sunday morning, |
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Her long hair flowing |
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In the mid-winter wind. |
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I know not how she found me, |
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For in darkness I was walking, |
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And destruction lay around me |
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From a fight I could not win. |
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Aaaaaaaaa, Aaaaaaaaa |
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She asked me name, my foe then, |
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I said the need within some men |
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To fight and kill their brothers |
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Without thought of men or god. |
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And I begged her give me horses |
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To trample down my enemies, |
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So eager was my passion |
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To devour this waste of life. |
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Aaaaaaaaa, Aaaaaaaaa |
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But she would not think of battle |
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That reduces men to animals, |
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So easy to begin |
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And yet impossible to end. |
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For she the mother of all men |
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Had counciled me so wisely that |
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I feared to walk alone again |
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And asked if she would stay. |
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Aaaaaaaaa, Aaaaaaaaa |
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"Oh Lady, lend your hand," I cried, |
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"Oh let me rest here at your side." |
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"Have faith and trust in me," she said |
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And filled my heart with life. |
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There is no strength in numbers. |
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I've no such misconceptions. |
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But when you need me be assured |
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I won't be far away. |
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Aaaaaaaaa, Aaaaaaaaa |
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Thus having spoke she turned away |
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And though I found no words to say |
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I stood and watched until |
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I saw her black cloak disappear. |
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My labor is no easier, |
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But now I know I'm not alone. |
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I find new heart each time |
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I think upon that windy day. |
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And if one day she comes to you |
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Drink deeply from her words so wise. |
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Take courage from her as your prize |
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And say hello for me. |
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Aaaaaaaaa, Aaaaaaaaa (repeat until fade) |
