 I am weary, my battle is ended I've been many places, seen many things Broken some hearts, a few I've mended And it seems some wounds will always sting Had my glory, drank my wine Saved the day just in time Still had some mountains left to climb And not a care on my mind Lost some loves, buried some friends Fought the Evil that consumes all men Won a battle i couldn't win But my greatest challange came from within Hidden the truth, told some lies Shot peoples hopes from the skies Turned away while people cried Done great evil with all the lies Had my battles fought with men Stabbed in the back again and again Been betrayed by more than one "friend" And survived a world consumed by sin I am tired, I want no more Too much fighting, my heart is sore I only want to walk through heaven's door Becoming an owl free to soar At long last I've found peace And I know it will always be For happiness will never cease Because I now believe in ME! September 1995
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