Verse One (of something I may one day finish)

in song shared thoughts of Albion
days long dead where cares were none
that lived in endless summer time
when all the world was small yet mine
before the darkness gifted years
brought forth goblets filled with tears
’tis in these cups I’ve oft drunk truth
ballad’s regrets on wasted youth.

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