In your time of the heart's desolation
The imperial peace of despair
I don't call it brave to feel no fear
Nor, feeling, to put on false airs
You're brave, my dear, to fight a whole war inside you
In silence, unmoved by the myths of the age
Bright, dark eyes, show me the way
Yours was made to love, mine made to pray
If your mind could have its own way with the world
You'd set all the prisoners free
And love-sweet love-would not need a champion
Nor lover a lie to believe
The silent greenbriar rose in your heart
Lonely-grows into song
Bright, dark eyes, show me the way
Yours was made to love, mine made to pray
Bright, dark eyes, show me the way
Yours was made to love, mine made to pray
Pop Empire - The Way Lyrics
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In your time of the heart's desolation
The imperial peace of despair
I don't call it brave to feel no fear
Nor, feeling, to put on false airs
You're brave, my dear, to fight a whole war inside you
In silence, unmoved by the myths of the age
Bright, dark eyes, show me the way
Yours was made to love, mine made to pray
If your mind could have its own way with the world
You'd set all the prisoners free
And love-sweet love-would not need a champion
Nor lover a lie to believe
The silent greenbriar rose in your heart
Lonely-grows into song
Bright, dark eyes, show me the way
Yours was made to love, mine made to pray
Bright, dark eyes, show me the way
Yours was made to love, mine made to pray
The imperial peace of despair
I don't call it brave to feel no fear
Nor, feeling, to put on false airs
You're brave, my dear, to fight a whole war inside you
In silence, unmoved by the myths of the age
Bright, dark eyes, show me the way
Yours was made to love, mine made to pray
If your mind could have its own way with the world
You'd set all the prisoners free
And love-sweet love-would not need a champion
Nor lover a lie to believe
The silent greenbriar rose in your heart
Lonely-grows into song
Bright, dark eyes, show me the way
Yours was made to love, mine made to pray
Bright, dark eyes, show me the way
Yours was made to love, mine made to pray
Writer: Henry Wilson
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