King Christian (Re-recording)

Some deception
Shadows are forming
Copenhagen Saturday morning
1577, there was born a king of
Architectural passion
Conqueror and artist
Placed in dire peril, he would soon be victor
By his hand the land was flourishing
All I do is run tonight, even twice as sweet but half as bright
I did not intend to impersonate a friend
If I didn't know my luck, listen to the clock's last ticking tock
I shall ascend at last, like a question never asked
Does he not see the calm foreboding sea reflecting
She who he has forsaken
Queen Anna...
All I do is run tonight, even twice as sweet but half as bright
I did not intend to impersonate a friend
I could not remain your friend, lest it would have made a difference then
Could it possibly?
Well, no thanks to you and me
In the water he could not see her
His disorder made their love splinter fast
All I do is run tonight, even twice as sweet but half as bright
I did not intend to impersonate a friend
If I didn't know my luck, listen to the clock's last ticking tock
I shall ascend at last, like a question never asked
Far away
We went faster every day
Though I did not lose myself
I was hurt and overwhelmed
Once again
We're triumphant in the end
There'll be tears to form a lake
Even kings can make mistakes