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f4nt4st1c Encircled you in trenches and barbed wire Then let me build a bridge For I cannot fill the chasm And let me set the battlements on fire Then I went off to fight some battle That I'd invented inside my head Away so long for You probably thought or even wished that I was dead While the armies are all sleeping Beneath the tattered flag we'd made I had to stop my tracks for fear Of walking on the mines I'd laid