Correction Lyrics The Court of the Crimson King [Live in Toronto] by King Crimson

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The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun
The purple piper plays his tune
The choir softly sing
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue

For the court of the crimson king, aah
Aah, aah

The keeper of the city keys
Put shutters on the dreams
I wait outside the pilgrim's door
With insufficient schemes
The black queen chants the funeral march
The cracked brass bells will ring
To summon back the fire witch

To the court of the crimson king, aah
Aah, aah

Aah, aah
Aah, aah

The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower
I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour
The pattern juggler lifts his hand
The orchestra begin
As slowly turns the grinding wheel

In the court of the crimson king, aah
Aah, aah

On soft gray mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax
The yellow jester does not play
But gently pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance

In the court of the crimson king, aah
Aah, aah
Aah, aah

[Instrumental Outro: "The Dance of the Puppets"]

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