By: Frank Kilbourn

For what I know and what I’ll be
I will remember I was he
Who knew of what was in the sea,
For know I this and know I well
That I was on the wall, then fell.
And had you seen me stumble on
When night encountered what was dawn
Then know I this and know I well
That though I stumbled, though I fell,
I will remember I was he
Who knew when what was known of me.
For though the dark descends to claim
The very mention of a name,
I will remember I am he
Who sees the dark fall in the sea.
For battles rage and this I know-
That though I know not what you know,
Still I am here throughout the year
To settle down when I will fear.
And should a day proclaim me dead,
Still I remember what was said
When I remember what was bled
When I remember I was dead.

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