THE KING SAT IN HIS CASTLE - ALL BY HIMSELF
NO BIRDS, NO SERVANTS, HE COULD HEAR NO SOUND
CAPTURED ON HIS THRONE
SELF CONTEMPTED, SELF DENIAL
AFTER HE SOWED THE SEEDS
OF HIS MOURNING
HIS PEOPLE FEEL IT TOO
A WALL ‘ROUND HIS GARDEN ONCE
IS NOW GROWING AROUND HIS RELM
IF HE SAW HIS REFLECTION HE’D BE FREED FROM THOSE
WHO KNEEL DOWN BEFORE HIM
ALL HIS ICY WORDS, MENT IT’S ABOUT TIME
TO CALL BACK THE BIRDS HE ONCE SENT OUT
TOO MANY THINGS IN THESE AUGUST SURROUNDINGS
NO CHANCE TO ESCAPE - ONLY A DREAM
ONLY ADREAM - ONLY A DREAM
ALL HIS ICY WORDS, MENT IT’S ABOUT TIME
TO CALL BACK THE BIRDS HE ONCE SENT OUT
TOO MANY NIGHTS IN THESE AUGUST SURROUNDINGS
THE LIGHT OF THE CANDLES CASTS THE SHADOW
THE HEDGES DOW GROW THICKLY IN THE AIR
HIS CROWN LEFT AT THE END OF THE HALL
A FLOWER AT THE THIRD KALLEM
THE LIGHT OF THE CANDLES CASTS THE SHADOW...
