Miles Silver - The Abdication Lyrics
It’s been said that IAm a King of tragic commandsAnd the words I supplySpat out like mouthfuls of sand, but…This thing that makes itself unknownCoronated on its ownFeels like a crown made of concreteSomehow I’ve got to kick it down the streetIt’s been said that IAm a King of sorrowful landsAnd all the clouds verifyThere is a threatening plan, but…This thing that makes itself unknownCoronated on its ownFeels like a crown made of concreteSomehow I’ve got to kick it down the streetI don’t know what it’s going to takeTo try and make a break from this headspaceAnd I don’t know if there’ll be a grand escapeTry to get away there’ll be no flying away, but…This King abdicates his throneHe doesn’t want to be aloneHe wants dance out in the streetHe wants to just dance out in the street.