Road to Rome<br>
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_words and music by Sir Iain Geirmundsson<br>
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MIDI / NWC / PDF _<br>
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We left out in the morning marching unto war<br>
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And I feel as if I've been here a hundred times before<br>
Though it's my first time to go and dance the blades<br>
Before I slept last even to my gods I prayed<br>
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_If I die in battle, tomorrow I'll be home<br>
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Though it's seventy days march to there from Rome<br>
But a soul travels swiftly on the night wind<br>
And if I die in battle, I'll be home again_<br>
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They marched us through the mud, the mountains, and the snow<br>
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I dreamed of my home, the land that I know<br>
But I won't return a coward to my lover's home<br>
So I tighten up my sword and march along to Rome<br>
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_If I die in battle, tomorrow I'll be home<br>
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Though it's seventy days march to there from Rome<br>
But a soul travels swiftly on the night wind<br>
And if I die in battle, I'll be home again_<br>
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Her eyes are like the sea, her hair a shining red<br>
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She said I'd return a warrior, 'fore next I shared her bed<br>
So I fight for her and I fight for my home<br>
And I fight for the gold stamped with the name of Rome<br>
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_If I die in battle, tomorrow I'll be home<br>
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Though it's seventy days march to there from Rome<br>
But a soul travels swiftly on the night wind<br>
And if I die in battle, I'll be home again_<br>
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We're ten days from Rome, or so the old ones say<br>
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And we've been upon their roads for a night and for a day<br>
Then we see their host before us, a crimson sea of war<br>
Can this truly be the same Rome that we fought before<br>
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_If I die in battle, tomorrow I'll be home<br>
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Though it's seventy days march to there from Rome<br>
But a soul travels swiftly on the night wind<br>
And if I die in battle, I'll be home again_<br>
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We make our final stand along their cursed road<br>
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I'm covered in lime, blood, sweat, and woad<br>
And I know I'll never see the city they call Rome<br>
For the sky grows dark as a javelin sends me home<br>
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_If I die in battle, tomorrow I'll be home<br>
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Though it's seventy days march to there from Rome<br>
But a soul travels swiftly on the night wind<br>
And if I die in battle, I'll be home again_<br>
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As I travel with the Sidhe on my journey home<br>
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They show me of the future of this place they call Rome<br>
They show my people running, they show my homeland burn<br>
And the Sidhe say make ready for the legions come<br>
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_If I die in battle, tomorrow I'll be home<br>
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Though it's seventy days march to there from Rome<br>
But a soul travels swiftly on the night wind<br>
And if I die in battle, I'll be home again_<br>
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_final verse sung without chorus_ In my homeland a child is born the very<br>
next day<br>
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He learns the sword and shield while others laugh and play<br>
And his mother's soul is shaken and she's frozen to the bone<br>
For the child has her lover's eyes, and his first word is Rome....<br>
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