The New York Room
Текст песни I Wear Your Ring

In the empire of the one-eyed King
Behind iron gates of sleep
Beyond the reach
Of all loss and longing
Of all my suffering

In the kingdom of the melancholy
I keen for thee this melody
Waiting for your
Bell to call me
For you to summon me

Keeper of dreams
I wear your ring
With quiet tears I emplore thee
It is with you I long to be

In the empire of the one-eyed King
Behind the veils of tears I weep
Beneath the swell
Of voices singing
Of voices yearning

In the sorrow of his majesty
I pray upon my rosary
Wishing for your
Arms around me
For you to comfort me

Keeper of dreams
I wear your ring
With quiet tears I emplore thee
It is with you I long to be