Savannah
I've pursued plenty of prizes
Things that parch the eye
But the moment's timeless
When you go marching by
No! I must not hide it
For soon my heart would die
Your my soldier; stopping tyrants—
Fought through my darkest times
I've thought about our life when
You don't know you're part of mine
You're fighting on the home front
We have peeped around the corner
And we have been alone once
And been in deep without a mortar
But when I'm by my lonesome
And you only have your formers
I suppose that we could show us
The last time we would be war torn
The damage is a small amount
If you can stop the fight
That's why you're what I talk about
When I feel I've got to write
I haven't meant to call you out
But your soulful walk is light
So if we come to a falling out...
Would you help me walk these lines?