In a year that is not now
From a place unknown
I travel on the mountain roads
Looking for someone
Sewn inside my vest, a letter
Tells me where and when
In my purse a sacred dagger
On my horse I run
Restless girl beside the water
Tending to a fire
Kissed a boy and then another
Suiting up for war
Heard a broken band of gypsies
Singing ancient songs
Gave all my silver to a beggar
Still he wanted more
Oh the town of stone and timber
Celebration reigned
No one there seems to remember
Why they carry on
Crowded 'round a man of marble
Speaking foreign tongues
There the stone began to crumble
And the crowd did moan
From a place unknown
I travel on the mountain roads
Looking for someone
Sewn inside my vest, a letter
Tells me where and when
In my purse a sacred dagger
On my horse I run
Restless girl beside the water
Tending to a fire
Kissed a boy and then another
Suiting up for war
Heard a broken band of gypsies
Singing ancient songs
Gave all my silver to a beggar
Still he wanted more
Oh the town of stone and timber
Celebration reigned
No one there seems to remember
Why they carry on
Crowded 'round a man of marble
Speaking foreign tongues
There the stone began to crumble
And the crowd did moan
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