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 hands 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 clocks 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
If I didn't know my luck
Listen to the clocks last ticking tock
I could not remain your friend
Lest it could 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 clocks last ticking tock
I could not remain your friend
Lest it could have made a difference then
Could it possibly?
Well no thanks to you and me

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

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