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Time
Passes By
(A Cormyrean ballad)
Time passes by as the evening sky
Floats into the night and awaits the sunrise.
Nightbirds and memories take wing and fly;
I still remember the field where he lies...
I still remember where my true love lies.So long ago it seems I did cry,
So long ago as the world passed me by
My sad sweet memories still make me cry
When I remember the field where he lies.
I still remember where my true love lies.He was a young man; strong, brave and true
He sought adventure and fame as a fool
Those took him from me, tearing my eyes.
I still remember the field where he lies
Yes I remember where my true love lies.One day an offer for glory came near
he grasped at the chance to conquer his fear.
He joined an army, within their tide
I still remember the field where he lies
Oh I still remember where my true love liesThey trained him for warfare, to take away lives
They raised up his spirit, his soul flew awhile
They took away his fear, and love from his eyes
I still remember the field where he lies
O I still remember where my true love lies.The day come when the battle was to be joined
He lined into his rank and drew forth his sword,
With the first flight of arrows the enemy let fly...
I still remember the field where he lies
O I still remember where my true love lies.I walked through the field that very afternoon.
After the armies elsewhere had pursued.
I found his body, pierced in its side..
I still remember the field where he lies...
I still remember where my true love died...