he knows what he's waiting for
he's been shown the door
it's happened to him before
there is no circumstance
no unjust romance
there's only sudden happenstance
making his way through fenced-in fields
marking time, his cloak and his shield
always weighed more than they could yield
he'll rule the day away
from a back room delivery bay
it was always meant to be this way
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