Your Throne

Watch. So that our summer may never end
That our days are one, is my desire
In the Seven Seas the sun can’t descend
On our story of this burning fire

A foolish and endless fight for such virtue
But no more foolish than a fight for kings
I’ll stay a fool for the right to kiss you
And live chivalric in all that it brings

What do we make of our own destiny?
In a land of of lords, kings, and queens, my grace
Bounded by our name and pedigree
We must break the chains and the wheel in place

And like Aeneas on the stern his stand
I hope to hold an olive branch in my hand

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