Golvania Suite 0 (Priscilla and Thomas)
The time has come for bed
Come now, you need your rest
The Moon's rising high, so soon say good night
With this melody tucked in your head
A long, long time ago in a valley so far away
Nestled at the end of the road
A palace where the mighty played
With a tower that soared, and behind a locked door
A prince made of tin was kept
And way across town, a stable girl we found
With her eyes on a knightship instead
She worked all day to build her might
She kept her dreams in her sight
And once fed a bird that shared a word
About a boy trapped in a room high
In the wheeze of the wind
And the breeze, there's a friend
That will help you and be your guide
She worked her way through the woods
Met friendly beasts along the way
She could see that they were good
They showed her safely to the place
A guarded bridge across the moat
So she'd quietly float
And work her way in from there
Not making a sound
She tiptoed around
And climbed up the tower stairs
To the door of the prince, they spoke and made friends
Until a guard took her away
And threw her prone in front of the throne
Where the king demanded "Explain!"
She spoke all about the bird
She didn't leave out a word
She tried not to cry
As the king reached for his thigh
And pulled out a gilded sword
He's scared of his kin with the metallic skin
And the power that could possibly grow
And she quietly rose, but before she could go
She turned and embraced the king
She said in a sweet sound "It's what's inside that counts"
And that the boy and her had shared dreams
The king was touched and he pulled her up
But before he gave her the key
"There's something I must do, it's needed of you
Please get on one knee"
And now she's a knight, the tin prince by her side
But she still visits the barn, forever they'll be loving and free
And I hope that this keeps you warm
I hope you tightly sleep
With sweet dreams and numbered sheep
And the morning will come without warning
The Sun will work its way onto your sheets
Come now, you need your rest
The Moon's rising high, so soon say good night
With this melody tucked in your head
A long, long time ago in a valley so far away
Nestled at the end of the road
A palace where the mighty played
With a tower that soared, and behind a locked door
A prince made of tin was kept
And way across town, a stable girl we found
With her eyes on a knightship instead
She worked all day to build her might
She kept her dreams in her sight
And once fed a bird that shared a word
About a boy trapped in a room high
In the wheeze of the wind
And the breeze, there's a friend
That will help you and be your guide
She worked her way through the woods
Met friendly beasts along the way
She could see that they were good
They showed her safely to the place
A guarded bridge across the moat
So she'd quietly float
And work her way in from there
Not making a sound
She tiptoed around
And climbed up the tower stairs
To the door of the prince, they spoke and made friends
Until a guard took her away
And threw her prone in front of the throne
Where the king demanded "Explain!"
She spoke all about the bird
She didn't leave out a word
She tried not to cry
As the king reached for his thigh
And pulled out a gilded sword
He's scared of his kin with the metallic skin
And the power that could possibly grow
And she quietly rose, but before she could go
She turned and embraced the king
She said in a sweet sound "It's what's inside that counts"
And that the boy and her had shared dreams
The king was touched and he pulled her up
But before he gave her the key
"There's something I must do, it's needed of you
Please get on one knee"
And now she's a knight, the tin prince by her side
But she still visits the barn, forever they'll be loving and free
And I hope that this keeps you warm
I hope you tightly sleep
With sweet dreams and numbered sheep
And the morning will come without warning
The Sun will work its way onto your sheets
Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Michael Bass
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