on a hilltop, clinging to the rocks
precious castle there doth stand.
of Sir lancelot, lord of the realm
excalibur, the mighty sword, in hand.
lance has built a mighty fortress
friendship and hope were the foundation.
opened its' doors and made all wanderers welcome
they came to the castle from every nation.
the castle we all found friendship...
from life's burdens and daily cares.
lance has created an oasis within its' walls,
daily problems we can share.
a castle, why a realm
these days of planes and buildings tall?
a knight in shining armor?
a knight that shall never fall?
heart needs a castle
friendship doth abound.
all need this realm of tears and smiles
someone cares, where love is found.
to sir lancelot,
the castle, the guardians all came.
pledged loyalty and to give their all
spread their great knight's fame.
friends, sir lancelot - all
to the castle of our life.
bless us in this place of wisdom
each one from worldly strife.
in the castle, we have found our haven
sir lancelot standing at the helm.
is love and friendship, happiness and joy.
have found a perfect realm.
castle, precious castle
embrace has set us free.
home and dear sir lancelot
guardians pledge to thee!
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