| The throne of time
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| Is a kingly
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| A kingly thing
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| From whence you know
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| We all do begin
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| And dressed as you are, girl
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| In your fashions of fate
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| Baby it’s too late
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| Shallow are the actions
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| Of the children of men
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| Fogged was their vision
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| Since the ages began
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| And lost like a lion
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| In the canyons of smoke
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| Girl it’s no joke, oh no
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| It’s no joke, oh no
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| Shallow are the actions
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| Of the children of men
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| But it is no joke, oh no, oh no
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| The throne of time
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| Is a kingly, a kingly thing
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| From whence you know
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| We all do begin
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| And dressed as you are girl
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| In your fashions of fate
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| Baby it’s too late, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| But it’s too late, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh |