The Court Of The Crimson King Lyrics

The dance of the puppets<br />
The rusted chains of prison moons<br />
Are shattered by the sun<br />
I walk a road, horizons change<br />
The tournament's begun<br />
<br />
The purple piper plays his tune<br />
The choir softly sing<br />
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue<br />
For the court of the Crimson King<br />
<br />
The keeper of the city keys<br />
Put shutters on the dreams<br />
I wait outside the pilgrim's door<br />
With insufficient schemes<br />
<br />
The black queen chants, the funeral march<br />
The cracked brass bells will ring<br />
To summon back the fire witch<br />
To the court of the Crimson King<br />
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The gardener plants an evergreen<br />
Whilst trampling on a flower<br />
I chase the wind of a prism ship<br />
To taste the sweet and sour<br />
<br />
The pattern juggler lifts his hand<br />
The orchestra begin<br />
As slowly turns the grinding wheel<br />
In the court of the Crimson King<br />
<br />
On soft gray mornings widows cry<br />
The wise men share a joke<br />
I run to grasp divining signs<br />
To satisfy the hoax<br />
<br />
The yellow jester does not play<br />
But gentle pulls the strings<br />
And smiles as the puppets dance<br />
In the court of the Crimson King

The dance of the puppets<br />
The rusted chains of prison moons<br />
Are shattered by the sun<br />