Changing of the Guard

Modern maiden, modern times Twenty channels, twenty lines Took a bit I'm feeling fine Isolated by design What could be better than this? [?] in the forefront, backlit by the storefront Don't tell me what I should do, do Or what I can't Should we leav

Sixteen years Sixteen banners united over the field Where the good shepherd grieves Desperate men, desperate women divided Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves Fortune calls I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace Merchants an