Soldier of Fortune
Wandering Souls: Embracing Love and Loss Through Melodic Tales
Lyrics
I have often told you stories about the way
I frequently shared narratives about my experiences
I lived the life of a drifter
Describing a transient, unsettled existence
Waiting for the day
Awaiting a specific moment
When I'd take your hand and sing you songs
Imagining a future where I'd offer you affection through music
Then maybe you would say
Suggesting a hopeful response from you
"Come lay with me and love me"
Inviting intimacy and commitment
And I would surely stay
Expressing willingness to stay
But I feel I'm growing older
Feeling the passage of time and aging
And the songs that I have sung
Reflecting on past musical expressions
Echo in the distance
Noting how past songs resonate faintly
Like the sound
Comparing to the distant sound of a windmill
Of a windmill going round
Suggesting a perpetual characteristic
Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune
Recognizing a lifelong identity as someone seeking fortune in various forms
Many times I've been a traveller
Describing numerous instances of traveling
I looked for something new
Seeking novelty and change
In days of old when nights were cold
Referencing a past characterized by longing and solitude
I wandered without you
Roaming without the presence of the addressed individual
But those days I thought my eyes had seen you standing near
Believing to have seen the addressed person previously
Though blindness is confusing
Understanding that blindness metaphorically represents the absence of the addressed person
It shows that you're not here
Recognizing the absence despite confusion
Now I feel I'm growing older
Feeling the impact of time passing
And the songs that I have sung
Recalling past musical expressions again
Echo in the distance
Emphasizing the distant resonance of past songs
Like the sound
Comparing to the distant sound of a windmill
Of a windmill going round
Reiterating a perpetual quality
Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune
Reaffirming an enduring identity as a seeker of fortune
Guess I'll always be a soldier of fortune
Repeating the acknowledgment of a lasting identity
I guess I'll always be
Acknowledging a continuous aspect of identity
A soldier of fortune
Reiterating the self-identification as a seeker of fortune
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