I'm not waiting for a king

to rule my mind or anything

I don't need your band of gold

to take me where I need to go



There's an edge to life

that will cut you like a knife

when you lay your head down.

There's a castle of sand

that gets kicked in your face

to see how easily you'd fall from grace.

There's a piece of dust

that crumbles in your hand

if you decide to lose control.

No one can escape

when you find out they're fake

and you want to take the whole lot down.



A simple man

Well he could do more

But you can only see the traces

that have gone before



There's a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow

if you walk the white line.

There's a piece of dust that crumbles in your hand

if you decide to lose control.

There's a castle of sand that gets kicked in your face

to see how easily you'd fall from grace.

Yes, there's a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.



There's an edge to life that will cut you like a knife

when you lay your head down.

You know you can't escape when you find out they're fake

and you want to take the whole lot down.

There's no truth in the lie that only angels cry

when everybody knows we're all born to die.

There's an edge to life that will cut you like a knife.



I miss you



There's no power that is such a thrill

that can make a man or anything.



I miss you