Did your heart harden when you saw her?
Did it turn cold in the snows of war?
I saw your heart that day and the next,
Two loves battling for your heart
You saw flowers in her eyes and then blades,
You felt soothing waters and then flames,
You held her in your arms to comfort her
And then held him still as he weeps no more
Did you weep for his children, as they weep now?
Will you ever remember his wife now so alone?
You go back to her and them, those you left behind,
And their smiles and laughter take you back,
Back to where you don?t belong.
Ask yourself sweet hypocrite, son of both flames,
Which doth taste sweeter when you sleep?
Is it the kiss of your lover? The one you left behind?
Or the one you gave to that boy, on that field so far?
Do the walks you take with them,
Those you surely don?t deserve,
Do they heal the wounds on your soles?
The ones that stood upon a lover?s lips
Those tears you weep for joy, the ones you hold so dear
Those ones you stole that day, through ignorance and fear
Can they ever be for joy again? Of all the oceans and waves?
Or are they crimson like his mother?s, on his cold and lonely grave?
So sleep my wandering brother, sleep and rest those eyes
Sleep to calm that heart of yours, and forget the dying cries
Sleep to know peace, and sleep forever more,
For who truly died that day, you, him or Votre amour?
That's a yes for me too haha
Did it turn cold in the snows of war?
I saw your heart that day and the next,
Two loves battling for your heart
You saw flowers in her eyes and then blades,
You felt soothing waters and then flames,
You held her in your arms to comfort her
And then held him still as he weeps no more
Did you weep for his children, as they weep now?
Will you ever remember his wife now so alone?
You go back to her and them, those you left behind,
And their smiles and laughter take you back,
Back to where you don?t belong.
Ask yourself sweet hypocrite, son of both flames,
Which doth taste sweeter when you sleep?
Is it the kiss of your lover? The one you left behind?
Or the one you gave to that boy, on that field so far?
Do the walks you take with them,
Those you surely don?t deserve,
Do they heal the wounds on your soles?
The ones that stood upon a lover?s lips
Those tears you weep for joy, the ones you hold so dear
Those ones you stole that day, through ignorance and fear
Can they ever be for joy again? Of all the oceans and waves?
Or are they crimson like his mother?s, on his cold and lonely grave?
So sleep my wandering brother, sleep and rest those eyes
Sleep to calm that heart of yours, and forget the dying cries
Sleep to know peace, and sleep forever more,
For who truly died that day, you, him or Votre amour?
That's a yes for me too haha
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