Thursday, March 27, 2008

I Wear a Ring of Silver...

  I wear a ring of silver, on my finger, 
  on my hand,
  I wear a ring of silver, but no longer
  a diamond band.
  It's a knot of love, a reminder of
  love that I have lost.
  It's a knot of love, a reminder of
  what was blighted by the frost.

  I wear a ring of silver, on my finger,
  on my hand,
  I wear a ring of silver, but no longer
  a diamond band.
  My true love is not truly mine,
  I doubt he'll ever be.
  And love I do not seek to find,
  except only with he.

  I wear a ring of silver, on my finger,
  on my hand,
  I wear a ring of silver, but no longer
  a diamond band.
  My eyes weep tears, and my heart, it 
  weeps blood.
  I cannot stanch the flow, nor can I
  dam the flood.

  I wear a ring of silver, on my finger, 
  on my hand,
  I wear a ring of silver, but no longer
  a diamond band.
  My hand was once encircled by a 
  larger, loving one.
  But when the battle came down,
  he only turned to run.

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