Lyrics: “The Watchman (Acoustic)” – Michael Barrow and The Tourists

From the top of my tower
I can see our city spread below
The sun sets on the rooftops
Of the place I call home

And a charge comes with a call
From an unknown voice that only speaks to me
It whispers to my mind the unspoken words:
“Tell them what you see.”

I see light
I see life
I see love

As the city sleeps beneath my watch
I find myself alone
And my heart sinks within me
As the night turns cold

A figure dressed in red raises up a sword
As his army storms the grounds
The voice comes back to ask me,
“What do you see now?”

I see pain,
I see fire,
And I see blood
There’s no light,
There’s no life,
And there’s no love

The rising tall, the final stand
On my lips a call, and a trumpet in my hand
When it sounds, the time has come
I’ll stand watch, but I’ll plead with you to run
Oh, I plead with you to run

As the dust begins to settle
And the smoke has cleared
All that I can see from the top of my tower
Is a shadow of what our city used to be

But in my soul, there’s a hope and a comfort
From a voice I can’t ignore
Of this city, I’m The Watchman,
And I know that there’s war

A new light
A new life
A new love


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