Triumphant Return Heather Dale

How dare you come back here
And tell me that all this is yours
When you tired of your life and your child
And you sailed for new shores
You were always trouble, I knew it before
Now, almost a stranger, you're smiling and back at my door

Where in your head
Lives the strange and self-serving delusion
That I’m helpless
And pining away in my seclusion?
I've raised a good son with a house full of friends
And your dog is the only one happy to see you again

So go tell the story your way
To the boys at the tavern
Go invent a triumphant return
Go play the man who put me in my place
I suspect you'll leave out that I laughed in your face
Go invent a triumphant return
Go invent a triumphant return

While you were out stealing
I earned a good name in this town
I tore it all down, I levelled this ground and I built
And the roots of my home are fully my own
You’re wrong if you think that I owe you or feel any guilt