Ransom of Kings
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Street lights, late nights, empty roads, feeling cold Warmth of a stranger, come on inside Gather round there’s a crowd, one or two, just a few List’ning expectantly, remembered affectionately Fool’s Gold for a ransom of kings The place doesn’t matter it’s what your heart sings Playing for Riches of a different kind This silent town, don’t watch your hopes drown Fool’s Gold for a ransom of kings Place doesn’t matter it’s what your heart sings The music is calling but we’re not famous yet We all wear the crown in this hidden town |
Small town you’re going down, Mind runs slow, money’s low But the boy in the corner, is tapping his feet Draw in the smoke, have one for the road, Fantasies fly in an October sky Fool’s Gold for a ransom of kings Place doesn’t matter it’s what your heart sings Playing for Riches of a different kind This silent town, don’t watch your hopes drown Fool’s Gold for a ransom of kings Place doesn’t matter it’s what your heart sings The music is calling but we’re not famous yet We all wear the crown in this hidden town |