[00:11.75]The scattered pages of a book by the sea
[00:19.46]Held by the sand, washed by the waves
[00:27.42]A shadow forms
[00:30.90]Cast by a cloud
[00:34.90]Skimming by
[00:38.85]As eyes on the past
[00:43.70]But the rising tide absorbs them
[00:50.00]Effortlessly claiming
[00:55.30]They told of one who tired of all
[01:00.40]Singing "Praise him, praise him"
[01:05.40]"We heed not flatterers" he cried
[01:10.80]"By our command
[01:14.30]Waters retreat
[01:18.20]Show my power
[01:21.80]Halt at my feet"
[01:25.50]But the cause was lost, now cold winds blow
[01:31.90]Far from the north
[01:35.30]Overcast ranks advance
[01:40.00]Fear of the storm
[01:43.40]Accusing with rage and scorn
[01:48.30]The waves surround the sinking throne
[01:53.60]Singing "Crown him, crown him"
[01:58.70]"Those who love
[02:02.80]Our majesty
[02:06.30]Show themselves"
[02:09.90]All bent their knee
[02:12.70]But he forced a smile even though his hopes
[02:18.40]Lay dashed where offerings fell
[02:24.40]Where they fell
[02:27.90]"Nothing can my peace destroy
[02:33.20]As long as none smile"
[02:37.90]More opened ears and opened eyes
[02:43.40]And soon they dared to laugh
[02:47.30]See a little man with his face turning red
[02:53.00]Though his story's often told you can tell he's dead