I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead, long live the king"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world

It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh, who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
...

Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St. Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
...Tribute to: Coldplay

(.. off the record: and I'll be back soon ,??)

Wunderschön. Dringende Anhörempfehlung :) (Nein, ich bekomm für den Link keinen Freimonat ,)

"Keine echten Menschen seien die Ritter gewesen", hat mir meine Tochter im Urlaub in Peyreperthuse erklärt. Warum, frage ich .. Sie: Die seien eben keine richtigen Menschen gewesen ... die hatten noch nichts so richtig .. Wie, so richtig, frage ich. Was hatten sie denn nicht? Sie empört über die dumme Frage: Na, Pommes und so !!

(dabei isst sie nicht mal Pommes)