(Finn)

I might be old but I'm someone new she said

I'm so sore that I could cry always

In the night lay your tired arms

She will have her way

Somehow I will still believe her

It's the life I've been frightened of she said

Deathly silence and especially the dark

Feels like I am heavy and my spirit has died

She will have her way

One day I will come back

Still no end in sight

Though I travel far and wide

A dying man is doing time

Thinker, soldier terrified

And she will have her way

Somehow I will still believe her

One day I will come back