Yves Villeneuve: Music

Lone Wizard
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Lone wizard
Longs to save a fearless world
Lone wizard
The soul urges him on

Unheard boy marching the wrath
Unseen man preaching the path
Pain of needles in his back
Mind torn by unfair attack

A day no one needs to fight
Two small fists gripped in snow white
A slow march creeping to crawl
Ten ice toes cause eyes to bawl

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The black caps in white cruiser
Speak nice to unsung loser
With glaze of a tortured hand
No response from shepherd lad

The men who are here protect
Question the weathered reject
Dreams of falling to hard ground
Unsure if shoulder unsound

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Lying low in a back seat
A date with home for the weak
On the stretcher boy unwinds
A kind cop lays gloves behind

Wanting the good cop to hear:
Grateful was the wizard child
For police-tagged battle gear

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© 2008 Yves Villeneuve