Lost Hero.

LOST HERO
(Jörgen Jansson)

-He came from north the boundary line
-Strolled across over the “Essential River”
-Came to speak to the Hammertown people
-A common old fellow, a upright wise man

“Mr L” returned back from the wintry wild wood
-66 it was, he went back the old neighbourhood
He was a little older, bolder and he stood all tall
Said he clearly understood the lost arc angels call

“Mr L” spoke of the future and heroic adventure
He’s inside the library of life’s, he found his cure
Life he said; is to be a spicy rapture, it never ends
Live it all, part the love with the dearest of friends

Welcome back lost hero, to the soulasylum
Now you know what will show - My lost hero!
This is the home for a few thousand brave
These people, guardians of ancient history
Give us the cup filled with love - Lost hero!
Going home - Coming back - Going home

“Mr L” was given back his rightful key
He was more than delighted could be
Playing around the same old bend again
He says it all, his wise words will remain

“Mr L” he reads the truth all out to me
He prattle about them big circles we see
It makes human logic stumble, it’s insane
Crazy! This sly poet says he loves the rain

Welcome back lost hero, to the old town
Now you know what to know - My lost hero!
Make the line visible in the stone to save
For the people from the real old oakthree
Give us the cup filled with love - Lost hero!
Going home - Coming back - Going home

-He still turns back to north the boundary line
-Walks back across the broad ”Essential River”
-Now he reads to the Hammertown people
-A common old fellow, a upright wise man

Going home - Coming back - Going home
A hero! My lost hero! My sly old friend!
Going back - Coming home - Going back
A hero! My lost hero! My sly old friend!

Skriven av: Jörgen Jansson.