Alcarin Lore

The Tower

This tower we've built
We've built it tall
Wind picks up it starts to tilt
Run now before we fall

I saw the signs
I jumped for fear
This light that shines
I hope it's near

As I fall I look on
I turn my shoulder
I must press on
I must press on even though
I know it's still there

My parachute will do its job
But will the wind spare me from the mob?
Please give me safe passage
Though it burns to know they're in the wreckage

It isn't easy
It never was
Either way I know I'll lose
Either way I must press on



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Last updated 12/28/05