Heirs to the Rational Stars [HRSTA]

There I had a tower for the skies,<br>where the rooms were clear,<br>and the music filled the walls.<br>The light clothed the halls,<br>and the days were long.<br>The nights were song.<br><br>Should I recall the Rational Stars?<br>Or hold my ruin on this hill<br>where new-raised walls are still,<br>Perfect granite set jagged on the dawn,<br>with striped awnings spread across the lawn.<br>Then, gold was known as gold,<br>and long slow stories could be told.<br>White flowers filled the darkest room,<br>flowers that never lost their bloom.<br><br>Should I recall the Rational Stars?<br>And should I raise anew<br>old chaos-towers in the darkest wood,<br>leaving nothing where the forest stood,<br>turning the dark of days to sunlit pride,<br>to see frail windows throw the rainbows wide,<br>with passages and courts in bloom<br>and white flowers in the darkest room?<br><br>Should I recall the Rational Stars?<br>I had a tower once, across the heavens from here,<br>with alabaster edges and silver domes.<br>Raised above the fields and homes,<br>it flagged my fires, flew my fear.<br><br>Oh... Take these new lake isles and green green seas;<br>take these sylvan ponds and soaring trees;<br>take these desert dunes and sunswept sands,<br>and pour them through your empty hands.