Jedi - Wolf Larsen

The hero she is sleeping

A Jedi princess keeping

A sword inside a song

She is the grimmest reaper reaping

There are dragons in your letters

There is hope of something better

But you wait and watch and see

And never show your heart to me

And the mother she is singing

And the worried hands are wringing

But it all goes to the sky

It’s like a thousand rubies, spinning

But heroes are in theory

And my wooden heart is weary

Send me up into the sky

Like Diana in her fury

There is coffee on the table

There is paper, when you’re able

Write the truth, the word, the name

To stitch forever to this fable

So I’m leaving for St. Thomas

Leaving you for old St. Thomas

For the dawn will always break your arms

That circle of your promise

But I know you will find me

Maybe deaf, dumb, or blind

But you will lift me like a Jedi

Like a diamond for the sky to wear at dawn