The Candle and the Cape

[Verse 1]
Hoofbeats on your cobblestones, footsteps on the stairs
The thirst for young adventure and the old sword hanging there
And a trumpet in the distance far beyond the walls of time
A step, a stance, a Morris dance, three roses from the vine

[Verse 2]
Percherons to carry joust and ships to carry goods
A fire in the village square mid fancy in the wood
And a shy response from lace and lips and a hearty laugh from ale
But the fortress walls have fallen from this old medieval tale

[Verse 3]
And there are thieves upon the highway, do not fear the things they do
The arrows in their quivers are for others, not for you
And there are castle walls to conquer now and dungeons to escape
And the joyous squire, the funeral pyre, the candle and the cape

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
Bastions, encircled towns and a hundred miles of stone
The jester and the minstrel sing of hearts but not their own
And the book has all been written, and we stand at mercy least
And the savior and the sinner and the beauty and the beast
And men can be forgiven now but even knights can fail
But the castles walls have fallen from this old medieval tale

[Verse 1]
Hoofbeats on your cobblestones, footsteps on the stairs
The thirst for young adventure and the old sword hanging there
A trumpet in the distance far beyond the walls of time
And a step, a stance, a Morris dance, three roses from the vine