Its gone my friend

Two long and lasting years have past
since I first saw your smiling face
exposed from walls built strong and high
that seemed to stretch both far and wide
somehow the power of my words
brought down the fort you built
nothing it seemed remained of them
just dust, and clay, and silt -

But since that day you came to me
we're both apart and both are free -
leading two different ways of life
one of wealth and one of strife -
I wouldn't take it anyway
for deep inside is where I'm paid
Take your words and take your love
For I have had enough....