Give me power

Now it’s dark and I’m in my room

I’ll put a chair behind the door

I hope that no one knocks too soon

I won’t answer there’s no law

I feel the world intrudes too much.

Im lying on the floor, I’m flat

My very being has been crushed

Folded up like a torn old map.

Please don’t kill me with your love

I may be old but I still have power

From him below and him above

The tower of song was never better.

May I sing until my end.

Until the moon of silver bends

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