Testo di Coins

Thought I was rid of you once For a couple coins on the table Forgetting when you left that day You were young and angry and able I'd hoped I’d seen the last of you No more would I fetch or cower But when I fed you for a tip that day You were young and hungry for power Then a chill came on a beam of sun Natural as a cancer You would never stop 'til all was won The young man with all the answers That shape of love on every face The ghost of loss inside you Everyone else was just as lost And it's sad because you never knew Now history is on your side Who am I to deny it? A fiefdom for your fragile pride And who would dare defy it? Then a chill came on a beam of sun Natural as a cancer Bow down to the lord and son To the man with all the answers