(Here's the old man and his not-so-childlike bride; Here's the humbling of us all, delusion never dies; Here's the story: anyone can fall at any time at all. We're born to be fools in life.)
I was the king of the mountain, I had everything that money couldn't buy: At the summit of ambition I was ready for the sky. I viewed the world from this, my citadel... Oh, how I fell.
Silent and sleeping, the volcano, So I thought that I stood square upon my feet. I ignored the warning tremors in my hubris, I repeat - I never saw you coming, Jezebel... Oh, how I fell.
As I look back now on the tears I was to cry I am holding on to the vestiges of pride, I am holding on, but I will never be the one to tell How far I fell.
(Here's the old man and his not-so-childlike bride; Here's the humbling of us all, delusion never dies; Here's the story: anyone can fall at any time at all. We're born to be fools in life.)
A fool and his money are soon parted And there's nothing like an old fool, so they say: Once the plastic had been melted quickly you were on your way, Leaving me drowning in the wishing-well - Oh, how I fell.
You'll never know how deep you cut me, Although anyone can see the state I'm in. So I pay the price of such unoriginal sin... But I will never bring myself to tell How far I fell.
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