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Intro

How often she has gazed from het castle windows all

 And watched the daylight passing

Within her captive walls

 With no one to heed her calls

The evening hour is fading with the dwindling sun

And in these lonely moments

Those embers will be gone

And the last of all the young birds flown

Her days of precious freedom forfeited long before

To live those fruitless years

Behind a guarded door

But those days last no more

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Tommorow at this hour she will be far away

 Much further than these islands

 For the lonely fotheringay

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