Grey Tower - Simon Raymonde, Tim Smith

Standing on a gray tower

Alone I see

The bells, they ring

Nothing discovered

Nothing in hand

I cannot seem to understand

Quiet now as a stone

Everything I have leaves me cold

Take it on

Take it on

Standing on a gray tower

Alone I see

No man has more than this

What could I need?

The old and sacred

The young and vile

I cannot tell just what am I

Quiet now as a stone

Everything I have leaves me cold

Take it on

Take it on

Where is all thy meaning?

Lost, no longer ringing loudly

In my ears

And something must be wrong

I know it’s wrong

wonder

I was bound for mor

Quiet now as a stone

Everything I hav leaves me cold

Quiet now as a stone

Everything I have leaves me cold

Quiet now as a stone

Everything I have leaves me cold

Take it on