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Artist: Chris De Burgh
Album: Spanish Train & Other Stories (1990)
Title: The Tower

Lyrics The Tower

A great Lord came walking through the forest,
One morning with a weapon in his hand,
Rich was his castle,
But killing was his plan,
When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky,
Nothing was found, only blood on the ground, she was gone;

Cursing his fortune,
He turned to the forest to kill once again,
And standing before him was a lovely young woman,
With her hand hung in pain,
When he saw her his eyes were filled with desire,
H said "Imust have her, she must be mine, she will be mine..."
He offered her silver, he offered her gold,
But she threw it on the ground,
He fell to his knees and he begged her,
"Oh please come with me, what you wish will be found"
She said "Sire, I'll go if you put up your bow
And spare these creatures, leave them in peace.
You have no need..."

But her words were lost in the wind,
His eyes were fixed on a queen,
And all he saw was a queen and all she was, was a dream...

He took her and bound her with ropes tied around her
To his castle he did ride,
In a wood was a bower where stood and old tower,
And he threw her deep inside,
Then the birds left the sky, and a terrible cry,
Brought thunder and lighting and rain falling down,
Tears on the ground...

All throgh the days on her face he would gaze,
For she was lonely as the Spring,
No word would she speak but "Leave them in peace"
And some sad lament she would sing...
Oh, one day by the door, at the window she saw
A single white feature lying on the floor,
She was there no more...

Now that great Lord is dying,
His cold heart is crying,
For many an hour he has wept on the tower,
For she meant more than the world,
And once in the sky, a white bird flew by,
He lifted his hands and cried out in pain,
"Come back again..."

But his word were lost in the wind,
His castle was built upon sand,
Ans all he has is a memory,
And all he yearns is her hand,
Ah Ah.....all he has is the memory,
And all he yearns is her hand.


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