My time, your money
Consider the day
With the world we live and die
With our love we smile and cry
My lands to which you can try to find freedom
The shoes seem to move
The mind seem to produce
How do you create kings for yourself
Also angels
Also rainbows
When the sun starts to shine through our window
Maybe our paths will cross
However, all is good and terrible
However, all is pleasure and harmony.
Time Of Kings
