The young man sat above the town in the glow of a setting sun
With his head held cradled in his hands, his back against a stone
Saying “Why have I so little time in this wretched place to stand?
“When I can’t take the girl I love back home to the Borderland”
“The Borderlands,” by Danny Carnahan and Chris Casswell
If I didn’t deeply trust the guy who first played this for me and told me it wasn’t originally a filk song, I wouldn’t have believed him. It’s incredibly beautiful and about…time travel? Parallel universes? Fairies? Unclear. Judge for yourself.