When the door opens thrice
A triple roll of the dice
Will determine this trio's fate
I just hope this trilogy's not too late
As the stars shine brightly above
I drew my bow and arrow at thou
A goat, bleating happily along
Always singing your sad, sad song
Half man, half horse, one broken heart
How could i bear to fire my shot?
Half goat, half fish, one unknowing heart
You broke my bow
With a single bleat
You broke my arrows
With an innocent stare
You broke my defenses
With a slight brush
You broke my heart
With all of the above
You belong to the Earth
I belong to the Fires
Yet all in all
We both belong to the Sky
On a mistless night
When we shine oh so bright
You are just but
A star's distance away
But as always
The Archer seeks
Always moving on
And as always
The Goat builds
Always staying in one spot
But can't the Archer see
That the one he seeks
Has always been near
Never moving, always building
While the Archer
Never stopping, always seeking
The archer thinks with both his heart and his mind. He won't always be wise. Sometimes he'll be foolishly courageous. He'll stumble and fall, then get up and try again. But you'll forgive him for almost anything, because he'll set your heart free with a very great gift-an honest love.
Who says she doesn't believe in fairy tales? Only a wise goat maiden could look deep into the eyes of an awkward frog and see that he's really a prince in disguise.
See this teardrop?
Not mine, not yours.
See this dewdrop?
Not mine, not yours.
The sun may be rising high
But today it's pouring
The stars may be shining bright
But tonight it's pitch black
See this smile?
Maybe mine, hopefully yours.
See this twinkle in the eye?
Maybe mine, hopefully yours.
The sun may be rising high
And I will always help you hold it up
The stars may be shining bright
And I will always help you polish them
Alas, the ever changing mood swings of my owner...