Self-deception, shadows are forming Copenhagen, Saturday morning
1577, there was a born a king of Architectural passion, conqueror and artist Placed in dire peril, he would soon be victor By his hammer 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, moving 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