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The King Cannot Be Found

Piano Magic


I know your story
I looked into your eyes and everything had died
Time was, you glistened
You had a lot to say but you threw it all away
And now your silence is just an excuse
And I'm embarrassed by the lies you produce
You start to crack up when you're faced with the truth
You start to crack up when you're faced with the truth

The king cannot be found

I know your story
Your hands are cut to maps, your heart a photograph
Time was, they loved you
You wore the golden fleece, you had them on their knees
But now you're missing from the history
Now you're missing from the tapestry
And there's a shadow where you used to be
There's a shadow where you used to be

The king cannot be found

Black out the windows, it's the start of the plague

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