A Song by Sir Seronia Merritt
(OOG: Sung to the Tune of "Superman" by Five For Fighting)
I can't stand to fight,
why can't we have peace?
Perhaps I'm out to find,
a new form of release.
I'm more than an elf,
I'm more than a mage,
and I think perhaps it's time, to turn the page,
and it's not pretty, what I see.
Sometimes I want to cry,
fall upon my knees,
stand there and just sigh,
about the way things came to be.
Perhaps we forgot,
but she was our queen,
even heroes have,
the right to grieve,
it's only one shot,
but won't you concede,
even heroes have,
the right to bleed,
and it's not pretty, what I see.
So take it away, away from me,
well it's all right,
we all have wards tonight,
and we're not lazy, or anything.
I can't stand to fight,
I'm not that naive,
but men weren't meant to fight,
the likes of Karveki.
I'm only a man,
in a silly green sheet,
looking for wrong or right,
in this damn cold heat.
Only a man,
in a silly green sheet,
looking for extra strength,
inside of me, inside of me.
I'm only a man,
in a silly green sheet,
I'm only a man,
looking for some peace.
I'm only a man,
in a silly green sheet,
and it's not easy,
it's not easy,
to be me.