Patriot Songtext
von Crying

how well could i save the sight of her
blue hand, curling in the water?
what started as business
forks off into a
[Curious request:

gamble with fire
and i′m a burning liar

"Would you... pass the salt?"]

above all, to myself
my loyalty is a hell

even when you think you know,
you are still becoming, Orlando
with the change of plot --
please be patient with your heart

how much longer would i have to spend
sailing forward 'til we meet again?
blowing in a circle,
i forget movement


take me back, through the smoke
back to the mighty oak

to that spot in the woods
i thought i understood

all alone, to myself
my loyalty is a hell

with love there
is no ending
no goal and same goes
for the person you
become
so make ample room
for each emerging truth
i wish i had a little more time
the current moves me forth, but i still look behind
even when you think you know,
you are still becoming, Orlando
with the change of thought --
please be patient with your heart