Thorns Of Life From A Tower Lyrics

Having just got your postcard
My dear Verona girl
We are blessed and powerless
Wherever we turn, we win
Still, this [?]
Longs for some time beside you
Storm my tower, and bring your bells

I am that mad bastille,
12 residence to see your fires
We cheer inside, we cheer for you, firebringer.
And I don't know you well, but I know enough to tell
you that
If you storm this tower, we'll just lay down.

I do build you up, precipitously
Two upwhipped peaks, you never claimed to be 'Cos human beings will fill any void
With their hopes and distortions
It's not so bad, just to sing from a tower

And I hope we don't change too much without checking in
But If you should, there's that to look forward to
My Verona girl.

And I found your black power earrrings
Exactly where you hid them
This view is a postcard from a bloodless revolution.
I don't know you well, I know just enough to tell you
that
When you get back, we can be how we want.