Shadow Boxing - Yodelice

Once upon a shooting star

I was fighting

Blind and somber

Sticks and stones but a scar

Made of lightning

Made of thunder

Like a sun

Shining without a shadow

Like a swan

Sliding without a puddle

Cross my heart hold my arm

I had faith in

Shining armours

Come rain blow winds and war

I was wearing

Flying colours

Like a sun

Shining without a shadow

Like a swan

Sliding without a puddle

Like a horse

Riding without a saddle

Like a curse

Rising without an idol

Like a wreck

Drifting without a paddle

Like a jerk

Hiding without a Jekyll