I stood upon the Ivory Tower,
As far as I could see,
The winds that grew from out of the trees
Were calling out to me...
Curtains blew in the Ivory Tower,
Wilows start to bend,
The ravens flew to escape the fury
As the storm descends...

I followed fortune 'round the tower,
Searching in vain,
For through the mists 'round the old stone tower
I only found rain...
And thought the cold, cold Ivory Tower
Was stony through and through,
I laid and dreamed on a feather bed,
My dream was of you...
My dream was of you...
 [bad word] 
All time waiting,
As the sun doth set in the haze,
All time waiting,
Every hour feels like a day...oh...
 [bad word] 

I feared not in the Ivory Tower,
Imprisonment you'll find,
It lies within your heart, your soul, your spirit, and your mind...
It lies within your heart, your soul, your spirit, and your mind...