Achaean News
If you want me to wait.
Written by: Eldest Knight of Cyrene, Mayapple Xanatov, Daughter of Phaestus
Date: Wednesday, December 14th, 2005
Addressed to: Phaestus, the Smith
If you want me to wait,
I will wait patiently for You
If you tell me to leave
I will leave, too.
If you don't want to answer
My prayer at all.
I'm happy just praying.
Since I was a young lass,
I was walking on sharp glass.
I never rested in a sense of security.
Then that day I met you.
You showed me I can trust You.
I only want you to stand here over me.
Everybody,
Needs a Father who will guide them,
You're that somebody.
If only You weren't away in Time!
If you want me to cry.
I will cry for you.
If you tell me to stop.
I'll dry tears for you.
If you don't want to be here.
But just whisper into my ear,
I'd be happy listening.
Now our lives are changing,
Your Order needs some rearranging!
It's getting more hopeful in vain than I ever thought we ever would.
Ever since we found You.
We just want to praise You.
Let's get down to the point. We all miss You.
The Garden could tell us.
The bad news.
But please don't tell us at all.
Just tell us.
That You'll be back.
You'll be back right here with us.
-Mayapple, Phaestean Prophet.
Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Valnuary, in the year 409 AF.
If you want me to wait.
Written by: Eldest Knight of Cyrene, Mayapple Xanatov, Daughter of Phaestus
Date: Wednesday, December 14th, 2005
Addressed to: Phaestus, the Smith
If you want me to wait,
I will wait patiently for You
If you tell me to leave
I will leave, too.
If you don't want to answer
My prayer at all.
I'm happy just praying.
Since I was a young lass,
I was walking on sharp glass.
I never rested in a sense of security.
Then that day I met you.
You showed me I can trust You.
I only want you to stand here over me.
Everybody,
Needs a Father who will guide them,
You're that somebody.
If only You weren't away in Time!
If you want me to cry.
I will cry for you.
If you tell me to stop.
I'll dry tears for you.
If you don't want to be here.
But just whisper into my ear,
I'd be happy listening.
Now our lives are changing,
Your Order needs some rearranging!
It's getting more hopeful in vain than I ever thought we ever would.
Ever since we found You.
We just want to praise You.
Let's get down to the point. We all miss You.
The Garden could tell us.
The bad news.
But please don't tell us at all.
Just tell us.
That You'll be back.
You'll be back right here with us.
-Mayapple, Phaestean Prophet.
Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Valnuary, in the year 409 AF.