i was stumbling into battle
i was walking into walls
`till i walked myself to peter
and i let my shadows fall.
he`s a boy who never ages.
rides a goat around the lake
he`s a friend who never falters
to change my circling fate.
he said dance across the battle
but punch straight through that wall
though your knuckles may be bleeding
they`ll be healed before the fall.
a
fter war comes peace
after peace comes war
but remember
if it weren`t for fighting.
we`ld be fighting for ever more
