she was someone's favorite daughter he was someone's only son they were raised up in a country where anything could be done they were raised up for the future they were protected from the past then set free with no direction in a world that was changing so fast
it was a children's crusade it was an innocent mistake
it was the foolish dream of children it was the childish dream of fools who had drifted to a new world a wild world without rules and they mistook it for the new eden and they danced beneath the moon while a war raged all around them it would rage within them so soon and it stripped them of their costumes and it stripped them of their youth left them standing there defenseless thinking bad was good, wrong was right and lies were the truth
it was a children's crusade it was such an innocent mistake...