The throne of time,
Is a kingly,
A kingly thing.
From whence you know,
We all do begin.
And dressed as you are girl,
In your fashions of fate.
Baby it's too late.
Shallow are the actions,
Of the children of men.
Fogged was their vision,
Since the ages began.
And lost like a lion,
In the canyons of smoke.
Girl it's no joke, oh no.
It's no joke, oh no.
Shallow are the actions,
Of the children of men.
But, it's no joke, oh no, oh no.
.
The throne of time,
Is a kingly,
A kingly thing.
From whence you know,
We all do begin.
And dressed as you are girl,
In your fashions of fate.
Girl it's too late,
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah.
Girl it's too late,
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh.
Writer(s): Jeffrey A. Mcdonald, Steven Shane Mcdonald
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