Rupert lies on a bed In a chamber and watches the weeds And the feather headed grasses That waver on the grey stone balcony He sees the blood-stained silk white sky Of another dawn arise But Rupert knows this crimson morn Will turn to dusk and night will fall Before the day... ' Oh, give me this day' Prince Rupert calls, 'Give me this day.'
Rupert hangs by a thread On the wall above the cool soft bed And daylight comes in flashes Like memories of lightning through his mind. He sees the fleur-de-lis floor shine Gold and white as the sun climbs And glints into his ruby ring Slipping from his finger, pale and thin... On to the floor. 'Oh, give me this day', Prince Rupert calls, 'Give me this day'.
Rupert lies on a bed Where the night bows her head, Stars weave their dreams around him, ' Give me this day' Prince Rupert calls.
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