| I am the child of wars never won,
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| Take heed prisoner I’m the one,
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| Your battle is over before it began,
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| For a child on the run, I am free.
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| Many tournaments fought in this land,
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| Flying banners now dashed in the sand,
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| The colours you wear will not keep me,
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| For a child on the run, I am free.
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| The courts and knights of the table,
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| Bold stories of dragon and fable,
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| Your sword is red-stained I can see,
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| For a child on the run, I am free.
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| Silk satin and riches in plenty,
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| Acres of land four and twenty,
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| I am not you, I am me,
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| For a child on the run, I am free… |