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No Mans Land
Sometimes it feels like you’re on your own A battlefield, you’re left for dead Fully armed but the hoards come fast Rolling won’t protect you from yourself Sounds of fighting have disappeared Knight in shining armour has yet to come But your blinkers are up, he’s already there And it’s him that you’re fighting, that’s what’s wrong Dancing to the beat of each other’s sword Choreographed battle performed in time Both knowing who we’re fighting but afraid to stop Scared to drop our guard in case one lied Copyright © 2006 Susan Lewellen Back |