Song of the Highest Tower

I've been patient too long, my memory's dead
All fears and all wrongs to the heavens have fled
With a fierce buzzing rise while all my veins burst
Oh, come the filthy flies and their sickly thirst

Oh, may it come the time of love
Oh, the time we would be enamored of
I've waited for too long
Lord, and I've done nothing wrong
Please don't feel bad
But be free

How many days I've spent?
Many times I've tried
To give a name to the thing that ails you, though
I know, I haven't the right
All the reasons I've built up, all advice that I gave
Drifted on like so many floats, it's a senseless parade

Oh, may it come the time of love
Oh, the time we would be enamored of
I've waited for too long
Lord, and I've done nothing wrong
Please don't feel bad
But be free

All this misplaced affection is like a charm or a spell
Well, you know it makes you feel so fine
While it lays waste to your health
Everyone I see, everywhere that I go
Well, you know it's just how you feel
It's not what you know

Oh, may it come the time of love
Oh, the time we would be enamored of
I've waited for too long
Lord, and I've done nothing wrong
Please don't feel bad
But be free

All the feeling that is gone
All the sense that has left
Taken leave and gone abroad
To other worlds while you slept

It wouldn't be much different
It would be quite the same
All the evil you can possibly dream of
And no one to blame

Oh, may it come the time of love
Oh, the time we would be enamored of
I've waited for too long
Lord, and I've done nothing wrong
Please don't feel bad
But be free