A band plays a song, a song I know
It tells of a heart that now is lost,
A heart of beauty, you might have seen
Stolen from her, thieves unseen.
It tells of a man with might of mind,
A man who seeks to make things right,
With coaxing words and burning torch,
Lest its hidden in fading light.
This damsel they say, is beauty’s own
Her heart he seeks to make his own,
For bliss she is this much he’s known,
Shhhh! Lest she hears and his cover is blown.
Thus far I know of this here song,
But soon I’ll learn, know the unknown
Before they’re done before they wind,
In these here words, Her heart I’ll find!