Tower One

Faces at a window
Fingers clutching at the bars
A fly skips from an eyebrow to an elbow
Across a scar
And stars are laughing
As the wind bites
Doesn't leave a mark
Because the Tower stands impregnable
A beacon in the dark
And no-one names a crime committed
No-one blames a soul
Their cases heard so long ago
Forget about payroll
And faculties are failing
Because they're really rather old
And sick. And tired, much too jaded
How they weep, cause how they hate it
Sky dye on her fingers
The air was turning blue
As Captain whispered, 'Blindfold's optional
You wouldn't like the view!'
She shook her head and shouted back
I'd like to see this through."
Then joined the line of hostages
Was 13th in the queue
Rusty chains and armored pillows
Stuffed with silver pins
Collecting lives like butterflies
Keep them all locked in
Tattoo with a star,
Write a number on the chin
It's not for turning, slowly learning
Stomach churns, the fire's burning
No one has the key to the tower
And if you listen carefully
You'll hear a baby cry.
Torn screaming From her mother's womb
The lady nearly died
But the torment never stops
It's written right across the eyes
Of George and Jeannie,
Charlotte, Renie, Uncle Geoff, Cousin Julie, Audrey, Johnny, Andy,
Mandy, Algernon
And Barbarella, Shelly, Napoleon. Winston, April,
Philip, Roland, Barry, Sally, Patrick, Me! Me! Mimi.