Jared Saltiel – The Tower
Genre Pop

LYRIC
The Tower

In the dark I sip the bitter wine
And dream a lovely dream no longer mine
I drain the cup, and I set out to find
The fountain

Over crooked rocks and twisted thorns
As if the earth herself were filled with scorn
I hear her calling, solemn and forlorn
From the tower

Are you captive in this evil keep?
Enchanted stones give way beneath my feet
I leap the chasm, certain that I’ll reach
My lady

The banquet is set for three
What sorcеry could this be?
Give my lover back to mе

You can’t love what you cannot see
She never was yours to own
So look on the mystery
Lover
Mother
Crone

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