Moonsoldier
08-22-2007, 01:19 AM
<p>Resting here the Falconer has slept his final day</p><p>leave it to the gentle ones to go a gentle way</p><p>Autumn has its colors true, and he had his as well</p><p>Silver-sheen of aged hair around his shoulders fell</p><p>Evening blue his eyes had shone, blue with blindness touch</p><p>Scarlet red his working-coat with sleeves worn overmuch</p><p>His work took its toll on him until his final day</p><p>Leave it to the Falconer to find this place to lay!</p><p>Here, apon an empty stage within a city square</p><p>On Order of the Overlord no music happens there</p><p>No silver notes of requiem to grace his deafened ears</p><p>No gathering of mourners come to shed their final tears</p><p>Yet still within this quiet place The Falconer has friends</p><p>Perched amongst the rafters here from dawn till daytime ends</p><p>No falcon flies to hunt today within the Commonland</p><p>Each bird comes to mourn here and apon the stage they stand</p><p>They say ouside of Freeport that the city's filled with hate </p><p>and though it may be true today, I need to plainly state</p><p>that yesterday the Falconer had stood alive and strong</p><p>yesterday those words of Freeport others speak were wrong</p><p>Let it be of light and dark, and let it be so clear!</p><p>Let the ones who don't believe my song close up an ear</p><p>Let the ones who claim the just and hate us for our choice</p><p>Say another's died today, oh, let them all rejoice!</p><p>They will say their war is won but one man at a time</p><p>and this man was from Freeport so, for him, a hole and lime</p><p>No blessing from a gentle god for this man, not today!</p><p>Let them play at angels while the falcons mourn and pray</p><p>Resting here the Falconer has slept his final day</p><p>leave it to the gentle ones to go a gentle way</p><p>Autumn has its colors true and he had his as well</p><p>Silver-sheen of aged hair around his shoulders fell</p><p>Evening blue his eyes had shone, blue with blindness touch</p><p>Scarlet red his working-coat with sleeves worn overmuch</p><p>His work took its toll on him until his final day</p><p>Blessings to the Falconer to find this place to lay.</p>