Song of the Highest Tower

I've been patient too long, my memory's dead
 All fears and all wrongs to the heavens have fled
 With a fierce buzzing rise while all my veins burst
 Oh, come the filthy flies and their sickly thirst
 Oh, may it come the time of love
 Oh, the time we would be enamored of
 I've waited for too long
 Lord, and I've done nothing wrong
 Please don't feel bad
 But be free
 How many days I've spent?
 Many times I've tried
 To give a name to the thing that ails you, though
 I know, I haven't the right
 All the reasons I've built up, all advice that I gave
 Drifted on like so many floats, it's a senseless parade
 Oh, may it come the time of love
 Oh, the time we would be enamored of
 I've waited for too long
 Lord, and I've done nothing wrong
 Please don't feel bad
 But be free
 All this misplaced affection is like a charm or a spell
 Well, you know it makes you feel so fine
 While it lays waste to your health
 Everyone I see, everywhere that I go
 Well, you know it's just how you feel
 It's not what you know
 Oh, may it come the time of love
 Oh, the time we would be enamored of
 I've waited for too long
 Lord, and I've done nothing wrong
 Please don't feel bad
 But be free
 All the feeling that is gone
 All the sense that has left
 Taken leave and gone abroad
 To other worlds while you slept
 It wouldn't be much different
 It would be quite the same
 All the evil you can possibly dream of
 And no one to blame
 Oh, may it come the time of love
 Oh, the time we would be enamored of
 I've waited for too long
 Lord, and I've done nothing wrong
 Please don't feel bad
 But be free