Fotheringay (Home Recording 1967)

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[Verse 1] How often she has gazed From castle windows o'er And watched the daylight passing Within her captive wall With no one to heed her call [Verse 2] The evening hour is fading Within the dwindling sun And in a lonely moment, those embers will be gone And the last of all the young birds flown [Verse 3] Her days of precious freedom Forfeited long before To live such fruitless years behind a guarded door But those days will last no more [Verse 4] Tomorrow at this hour She will be far away Much farther than these islands Or thе lonely Fotheringay
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