Can-Utility and the Coastliners (2007 Stereo Mix)

The scattered pages of a book by the sea

Held by the sand, washed by the waves

A shadow forms cast by a cloud

Skimming by as eyes of the past

But the rising tide absorbs them, effortlessly claiming

They told of one who tired of all

Singing "Praise him, praise him"

"We heed not flatterers," he cried

"By our command, waters retreat

Show my power, halt at my feet"

But the cause was lost, now cold winds blow

Far from the north, overcast ranks advance

Fear of the storm accusing with rage and scorn

The waves surround the sinking throne

Singing "Crown him, crown him"

"Those who love our majesty,

Show themselves!", all bent their knee

But he forced a smile even though his hopes

Lay dashed where offerings fell

Where they fell

"Nothing can my peace destroy

As long as none smile"

More opened ears and opened eyes

And soon they dared to laugh

See a little man with his face turning red

Though his story's often told you can tell he's dead