"Brief Lament"



We live our lie, by and by.
Padme goes on as a senator,
And I live in order of the Jedi,
Yet we both know what we each live for.

My soul sleeps when we're apart.
When we're together, it wakes.
I feed on her affection, like an art,
Until her job, away from me, it takes.

I love her more than ever,
Being from her is an everyday ordeal.
Cut from her is like murder,
It's only agony I feel.

We're married but we're apart,
Our jobs do part us so,
But Padme has my heart,
And for that, I shan't be low.