A Ballad for Dernhelm Lyrics

Survival requires a swift hand and a quick foot

Even on the best of days

I've lived my life this far and learned that people rarely stay

Trust can't be earned

It must be won

And even then it isn't guaranteed

Up 'til now I've been forced to step back and never take the lead

I have no place to truly call my home

So I'll fight until I do

With every breath I have;

Pressing on until I find what is true

Then one day suddenly a beam of hope came striding in

I threw my caution to the wind

Convinced my wandering had finally come to an end

But in his eyes I saw a love cultivated by someone that I could never be

The hope he brought was real just not for me

So I'll do what I've always done and hold my own

I'll push down what I feel

And armor up my heart with steel

As I equip myself for the battle coming near

There's no time for me to shed a single foolish tear

Swift hands and quick feet are my only saving graces

Danger surrounds me on all sides

In the most desolate of places

Face to face with certain death that sneers

"No man can defeat me"

I answer back:

"I am no man!"

And with swift hand am the last thing it ever sees

As my own vision flees

When I awaken the battle raging now has ceased

And here in houses of healing I have found my inner peace

I am enough

With all that I am and this is truth

And

I have encountered someone who sees the world as I do

Honoring the path I've been down as he walks in step with me

For the first time in myself I feel I am free