Moving Target

Sarah Slean - Hopeful Hearts

So, we take the path not taken

Down into the fields of war.

Sword alone, the shield foresaken

This is the right we're fighting for.

Hopeful hearts are moving targets

I don't know how I survive

We go out like birthday candles

Then like suns we rise

We rise.

Oh, struggle is right

What's black is white

The moment you fall

You fly.

Give us your dead

They live again

Oh hopeful hearts.

Fiends and devils in the gardens

Take their fill and leave me scarred

But I still have my secret weapon

This, my brave and hopeful heart.

Oh hopeful hearts