Like the moons pale blue breath,
the fog of war that night turned back to sand
and stars came out to give light to the dying land
its wounds still bleeding under a halo devoid of a saint

oh how she pleads him to stay,
to her a morning’s never felt so gray
she fears his deathly duty means much more to him
but every time she’ll ask, a letter will soon tremble in her hands

please forgive me, I have done you wrong
I have gone for too long,
to where heroes are invented and I do not belong

in the moons pale blue light,
they’re slowly moving through the night
the captain thinks it is all clear and gives the sign
but through the undergrowth riflerounds begin their chant

please forgive me, I have done you wrong
I have gone for too long,
to where heroes are invented and I do not belong

please forgive me, yeah I know I failed
so much driven by pride,
I have left you behind, but I’ll turn and do it right

Puts the letter from her hands, willing to forgive the man
’cause we all do mistakes and are forgiven then
perhaps he wasn’t right but he did what he thought was best
but then it rings again

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