The Court Of The Crimson King (BBC Radio Sessions, 1969)

[Verse 1]
The earth is captive to the moon
Some seek the rising sun
I walk the road on wings of change
The game has just begun
The purple piper plays his tune
The choir softly sing
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue

[Refrain]
For the court of the crimson king, aah
Aah, aah

[Verse 2]
The burnt-out-ash suburban men
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

[Refrain]
To the court of the crimson king, aah
Aah, aah

[Instrumental Bridge]
Aah, aah
Aah, aah

[Verse 3]
The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower
I chased the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin
As sparks fly from the grinding wheel

[Refrain]
In the court of the crimson king, aah
Aah, aah

[Flute Solo: "The Return of the Fire Witch"]

[Verse 4]
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

[Refrain]
In the court of the crimson king, aah
Aah, aah
Aah, aah