Music: Circe Link
Strange, it was everything you had
change, isn’t ever what you plan
light into the darkest places
will one day shine
To climb the tower you must purify
in golden fire
to climb the tower you must carry on
with wide open eyes
Mentally you’re motivated
in fact you’re quite agitated
see the wreck so angulated
of your past re-cogitated
So clear your mind
and leave it all behind
for down you’ve got to go to rise
Terrorized deracinated
naked ego strangulated
broken backs on dreams deflated
hungry ghosts never satiated
So clear your mind
leave the past behind
for down you’ve got to go to rise
One more level up you go
one more layer of your soul
peel away your mask of hope
reel and rock those tumbling stones
And if your vision is occluded by the smoke
you’d best abandon hope
and so the story goes
Destroying at the point of origin
Reforming try to revolutionize
Intending to go through the door again
Ascending up the winding stair
All life and love forms did originate
from and by us
and seasons of sighs
dawn of the dread that
beckon us on
fleet of the feet
climbing the stair
Turning tale
origin story pale
incendiary gaze
hair ablaze
purification dares
winding stare
Mentally your motivated
in fact your quite agitated
see the wreck so angulated
of your past re-cogitated
Strange, it was every day you lived
change ever waiting like a gift
find a tender cataclysm
in every smile
I climb the tower
how could I have known it would go so high
with every hour I look down
as my life goes racing by
Shame, it was everything you dreamed
but pain isn’t always evergreen
deeply through darkest valley
we all must go
So climb the tower
but be warned the price is oh so high
yet with it’s power you become
the phoenix from the fire
Hectically half hearted hated
some say it was aggravated
assaulting life and strangulated
that all seeing eye watches radiated
So clear your mind
and leave the past behind
Destroying at the point of origin
Reforming try to revolutionize
Intending to go through the door again
Ascending up the winding stair
All life and love forms did originate
from and by us
and seasons of sighs
dawn of the dread that
beckon us on
fleet of the feet
climbing the stair
Turning tale
origin story pale
incendiary gaze
hair ablaze
purification dares
winding stare
So clear your mind and leave it all behind
for down you’ve got to go to rise
to rise, into the sky, into the sky
I climb the tower and now everything
looks clear from here
to climb the tower you must carry on
step by step and tear by tear
the high and low of love and fear
will clear your eyes