| Is it true?
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| That the pain inside me could be you
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| What I thought was all gone, lingers on
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| Always slightly out of reach
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| Picture this
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| Suddenly you don’t know what you miss
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| But whatever it is, it’s a word
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| Always slightly overheard these days
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| But in king’s garden I’ll find my way
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| From king’s garden to a brave new day
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| In king’s garden
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| King’s gotten over the dream
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| I believe between you and the moon I can see
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| How I thought it would be
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| But a cloud’s always slightly in the way
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| Are you sad?
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| Now our future belongs to the past
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| Like an old photograph still remains
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| Always slightly out of focus now
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| But in king’s garden I’ll find my way
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| From king’s garden to a brave new day
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| In king’s garden
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| King’s gotten over the dream
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| Yes, in king’s garden we’ll mend our wings
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| From king’s garden we’ll fly again
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| In king’s garden
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| King’s got another dream
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| In king’s garden
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| The king’s gotten over his queen |