changing of the guards.

Today like paper to burn
Like powder and gun
An iron red sun I’ll wait
I’ll stay here and wait

Today like bending to break
Like water and sand
Curling on land I’ll wait
I’ll stay here and wait

I’ll sit and watch the
Changing of the guards
Iron and granite fleur de lis
On the gate house
Green copper curtains faces of stone

-Rosebud

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