Jonathan Scout

To Seek Tomorrow

The whisperings of sparrows
fell upon my ears
how swirling depths held
a fair maid in tears

But all the gold in this keep
cannot save me from being alone
so I’ll go

What good is today
without a bride
I’ll seek tomorrow
with you at my side

With a saddle on my best horse
and a satchel full of bread
will I return with company
or will I come back dead

The gate is open
and the road lies ahead
so I’ll go

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