Away at War these Long-lost Years
He held her memory fiercely dear
away at war these long-lost years
Her haloed hair, her velvet touch
he yearned for them so very much
So sweetly did she sing his given name
what he wouldn’t give to hear its strain…
While as she called him night and day
no flood of tears could wash her love away...
Though it was surely true what some dared say
a flame enclosed her as she prayed
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