Oh how sad they sound the songs
The queen must sing of dying
A prisoner upon her throne
Of meloncoly sighing
If she could see her mirror now
She would be free of those who bow
And scrape the ground benneth her feet
Silently she walks among her
Dying midnight roses
Watches as each moment goes
That never really know us
And if it seems
She doesn't care
If she has dreams of no one there
Within the shadows of her room
But all my frozen words agree and say it's time to
Call back all the birds I sent to fly behind her
Castle walls, and I'm weary of the nights I've seen
Inside these empty halls
-----For break play chords-D then D without F# then with G (first string 3rd fret) then
chord again---------Play this twice
Wooden lady turn and turn
Among my weary secrets
And way within the hours past and other empty pockets
Maybe we've found what we have lost
When we've unwound so many crossed
Intangling misunderstanding
But all my frozen words agree and say it's time to
Call back all the birds I've sent to fly behind her
Castle walls, and I'm weary of the nights I've seen
Inside these empty walls