The Ballad of Mary

My fingers touch the solid stones Strong and cold, they keep me from home Imprisoned like a wingless dove Far away from the land I love Lonely days count lonely years I have cried a thousand tears All that I tried to gain Is lost the effort was in vane At Carberry hill I lost my crown My husband fled my luck went down In England's hands I fell 18 years a living hell The Scottish crown belongs to me Yet I'm bound I can not flee With iron claws England holds tight All is lost no chance to fight Silence - Silence Everywhere Cold walls are my reward Loneliness engulfs my soul I've been true i gave my heart Stained tears i cried I long to be free again To walk in peace again Scotland cries her queen is lost Agony's her friend again