Knights in Tarnished Armor

We reap the benefits of seeds we're sowing.
In far away lands of long rivers flowing.
Lifting the weeds from the ground, I'm no farmer.
But that's just fine because I'm a knight in tarnished armor.

In spite of the load on my shoulders weighing me down.
I'll take it all like a man, I dare not frown.
They can strip me down to bare truth and honor.
But that's just fine because I'm a knight in tarnished armor.

My armor adorns a wooden figure outside of the fray.
In light of the fact that it still functions, I pray everyday.
To recognize that things these days aren't so bad.
The fact they aren't worse is reason enough to be glad.

Friends told me stories and jokes all funny and ridiculous.
Friends told me "Don't worry we'll be your umbrella, Nicholas."
Enemies said that I was wrong and that I'm only a charmer.
But that's just fine because I'm a knight in tarnished armor.

Yeah he hung with the one with the shining suit.
After all who would want to spend time with this vicious brute?
He can go off on his own and it's a reward he will garner.
But that's just fine because I'm a knight in tarnished armor.

This tarnished armor is the testament of many a battle.
These days it helps me distinguish the true men from the cattle.
So I looked at the wooden figure wearing that wrecked heap of steel.
And I remember that in the depth of my heart, it is happiness that I feel.