I am the child of wars never won,
Take heed prisoner I'm the one,
Your battle is over before it began,
For a child on the run, I am free.

Many tournaments fought in this land,
Flying banners now dashed in the sand,
The colours you wear will not keep me,
For a child on the run, I am free.

The courts and knights of the table,
Bold stories of dragon and fable,
Your sword is red-stained I can see,
For a child on the run, I am free.

Silk satin and riches in plenty,
Acres of land four and twenty,
I am not you, I am me,





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