The King of a Dream
Buildings towering above me
All of the lights flashing down on me
Yet I'm alone, unwelcome
The people pushing me to the ground
The rich men spitting on my face
But I get up and sweep it off
Because I've made a promise
A promise to my loving friend
That lives no more
I will rise above them all
I will be strong
I will grasp the stars above
Their bodies wont weigh me down
I will grow up to become the king
The king of this loving land
Because my friend couldn't do it
I'll make his dream come true
So we can both be happy together
Once more
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