Ken Hensley Lyrics

Album: Unknown

King Without A Throne Lyrics

Walk on the dusty road

 Without any shoes

 See all the people out there

 Singing the blues

 I've got my trouble but

 I'm paying my dues

 It isn't easy but

 There's too much to lose

 

 Many's the time

 I have wandered alone

 Looking this way and that

 For something unknown

 

 But where can a good king go

 Without his throne?

 

 Many's the good man

 Lost in his prime

 The path of fortune

 Took him well before his time

 He ain't got his trouble

 But I've still got mine

 Got to find some freedom

 Before I start to decline

 

 The moon is rising and

 I'm still on my own

 This must be life I guess

 The seeds have been sown

 

 Where can he go, who can he see

 Is there anybody, it's easy to be

 Find him a stairway, find him a tree

 And while you're doing it

 Please won't you find one for me

 

 The unbeliever says

 It's hard to believe

 I'm told the preacher

 Frowns on those who deceive

 The winds of winter

 Steal leaves from the trees

 The path of fortune

 Is getting closer to me

 

 The snow is falling

 And the thruth is obscured

 I think of all the things

 My soul has endured

 Cursing this loneliness

 That can't be cured