Oh, we look at the waves
Oh, we carve out our names
One or the other way, we sail
We go headlong into a spin
That has no end or beginning
And we've smiled no less, since
We were running through the woods against the sands of time
Time was the key
The earth quivered and the mountains trembled deep inside
We were the king
And then one day
The king became
A marionette to the of claws of power that remained unclaimed
Oh, 'twas a shame
But now the king has a name
Carved on sand that wash away
And a smile that won't fade
Hail to the king who believes
Hail to the king been bereaved
For what's more to see
The king of lost and found
Feet once in air, now on ground
That's all one needs in their king
One whose change is unchanging
We are running through the woods against the sands of time
We are the king