Imagine this . . .
Once upon a time there was a king
He had his realm and he had his queen
But then came the end of the fairytale
And he lost them both and all in between
Look at him now and you’d never know
That one day he did have a dream
He knew he could make it real
Based on a vision he had seen
So he chose to play the game
And he won against all odds
Nothing could’ve been better
He was in the favour of the gods
Nothing good without something bad
The secret is in the cycles
If you can’t see it only you are to blame
The secret is in the cycles
If you can’t see it, Joker is your name
At the top there’s only one way to go
He didn’t see it coming or so they say
Blinded by the lights he never realized
What goes around comes back the same way
And then the gods turned their backs on him
In a ship without sails he sailed
Praying to the gods, trying to please them all
So is it any wonder that he failed?
The people started to cry for revolution
And in the end the king lost his head
First they made him their court jester
A human wreck, better off dead