Al Stewart
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The wands of smoke are rising
From the walls of the Bastille
And through the streets of Paris
Runs a sense of the unreal

The Kings have all departed
There servants are nowhere
We burned out their mansions
In the name of Robespierre

And still we wait
To see the day begin
Our time is wasting in the wind
Wondering why
Wondering why, it echoes
Through the lonely palace of Versailles

Inside the midnight councils
The lamps are burning low
On you sit and talk all through the night
But there's just no place to go

And Bonaparte is coming
With his army from the south
Marat your days are numbered
And we live hand to mouth

While we wait
To see the day begin
Our time is wasting in the wind
Wondering why
Wondering why, it echoes
Through the lonely palace of Versailles

The ghost of revolution
Still prowls the Paris streets
Down all the restless centuries
It wonders incomplete

It speaks inside the cheap red wine
Of cafe summer nights
Its red and amber voices
Call the cars at traffic lights

Why do you wait
To see the day begin
Your time is wasting in the wind
Wondering why
Wondering why, it echoes
Through the lonely palace of Versailles

Wondering why, it echoes
Through the lonely palace of Versailles




Mirror lyrics:



Through the lonely palace of Versailles
Wondering why, it echoes

Through the lonely palace of Versailles
Wondering why, it echoes
Wondering why
Your time is wasting in the wind
To see the day begin
Why do you wait

Call the cars at traffic lights
Its red and amber voices
Of cafe summer nights
It speaks inside the cheap red wine

It wonders incomplete
Down all the restless centuries
Still prowls the Paris streets
The ghost of revolution

Through the lonely palace of Versailles
Wondering why, it echoes
Wondering why
Our time is wasting in the wind
To see the day begin
While we wait

And we live hand to mouth
Marat your days are numbered
With his army from the south
And Bonaparte is coming

But there's just no place to go
On you sit and talk all through the night
The lamps are burning low
Inside the midnight councils

Through the lonely palace of Versailles
Wondering why, it echoes
Wondering why
Our time is wasting in the wind
To see the day begin
And still we wait

In the name of Robespierre
We burned out their mansions
There servants are nowhere
The Kings have all departed

Runs a sense of the unreal
And through the streets of Paris
From the walls of the Bastille
The wands of smoke are rising


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