My own tower of song.



“I see you standing on the other
side

I don’t know how the river got so
wide

I loved you baby, way back
when

And all the bridges are burning that we
might have crossed

But I feel so close to
everything that we lost

We’ll never have to
lose it again

Now I bid you farewell, I
don’t know when I’ll be back

They’re moving us
tomorrow to that tower down the track

But
you’ll be hearing from me baby, long after I’m
gone

I’ll be speaking to you
sweetly

From a window in the Tower of
Song


Yeah my
friends are gone and my hair is grey

I ache in
the places where I used to play

And I’m crazy
for love but I’m not coming on

I’m just paying
my rent every day

in the Tower of
Song.”