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A Trick Of The Tail
Bored of the life of the City of Gold
He'd left and let nobody know
Gone were the towers he had known from a child
Along with the dream of a life
He travelled the wide open road, the blinkered arcade,
In search of another to share in his life, nowhere
Everyone looked so strange to him!
"They've got no horns and they've got no tail,
They don't even know of our existence!
Am I wrong to believe in the City of Gold
That lies in the deep distance?" he cried and wept...
... as they led him away to a cage
"Beast that can talk" read the sign.
The creatures, they pushed and they prodded his frame
And questioned his story again.
But soon they grew bored of their prey,
"The beast that can talk?
More like a freak or publicity stunt!"
Oh, no, no.
"They've got no horns and they've got no tail,
They don't even know of our existence!
Am I wrong to believe in the City of Gold
That lies in the deep distance?" he cried and...
...broke down the door of the cage and marched on out
He grabbed a creature by the scruff of his neck, pointing out:
"There, beyond the bounds of your weak imagination
Lie the noble towers of my city, bright and gold.
Let me take you there and show you a living story
Let me show you others such as me
Why did I ever leave?"
"They've got no horns and they've got no tail,
They don't even know of our existence!
Am I wrong to believe in the City of Gold
That lies in the deep distance?" he cried and wept.
So, we set out with the beast and his horns
And his crazy description of home
After many days' journey we came to a peak
Where the beast gazed abroad and cried out.
We followed his gaze and we thought that maybe we saw
A spire of gold; no, a trick of the eye, that's all
But the beast was gone and a voice was heard:
"They've got no horns and they've got no tail,
They don't even know of our existence!
Am I wrong to believe in the City of Gold
That lies in the deep distance?"
Hello friend, welcome home.
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Hello friend, welcome home.
That lies in the deep distance?"
Am I wrong to believe in the City of Gold
They don't even know of our existence!
"They've got no horns and they've got no tail,
But the beast was gone and a voice was heard:
A spire of gold; no, a trick of the eye, that's all
We followed his gaze and we thought that maybe we saw
Where the beast gazed abroad and cried out.
After many days' journey we came to a peak
And his crazy description of home
So, we set out with the beast and his horns
That lies in the deep distance?" he cried and wept.
Am I wrong to believe in the City of Gold
They don't even know of our existence!
"They've got no horns and they've got no tail,
Why did I ever leave?"
Let me show you others such as me
Let me take you there and show you a living story
Lie the noble towers of my city, bright and gold.
"There, beyond the bounds of your weak imagination
He grabbed a creature by the scruff of his neck, pointing out:
...broke down the door of the cage and marched on out
That lies in the deep distance?" he cried and...
Am I wrong to believe in the City of Gold
They don't even know of our existence!
"They've got no horns and they've got no tail,
Oh, no, no.
More like a freak or publicity stunt!"
"The beast that can talk?
But soon they grew bored of their prey,
And questioned his story again.
The creatures, they pushed and they prodded his frame
"Beast that can talk" read the sign.
... as they led him away to a cage
That lies in the deep distance?" he cried and wept...
Am I wrong to believe in the City of Gold
They don't even know of our existence!
"They've got no horns and they've got no tail,
Everyone looked so strange to him!
In search of another to share in his life, nowhere
He travelled the wide open road, the blinkered arcade,
Along with the dream of a life
Gone were the towers he had known from a child
He'd left and let nobody know
Bored of the life of the City of Gold
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