The Lady of Shalott
Richard
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She glimpses him, her heart begins to race
Mirrored images, her only lot
Her fate is sealed, her life denied
Lancelot gazes on, his heart does not thrill
Oh the Lady of Shalott
Oh the Lady of Shalott
Down to the river, her boat is made
Forsaking her loom, she steps into the light
The curse has taken hold, her world starts to fade
Bound by a spell, her life forgot
Trapped inside her tower, she must stay
"She has a lovely face," he says with a will
By the river Camelot, a tower stands tall
Where the Lady of Shalott weaves within her hall
In the river she lies, pale and still
Cursed to never look upon the world
Cursed to never gaze upon the world outside
Drifting away, her song is played
Sir Lancelot rides by, a dazzling sight
Her gaze is fixed, her fate is unfurled
Oh the Lady of Shalott
And walks towards her doom, with sorrow on her face
Weaving her tapestry, day by day