Count joy count silver in your hands, your accolade is coming
Your name's been said by every man, now you owe nothing
But just as soon as your rise came, make way for your successor
His land is richer, gold for grain. And gone soon after
Chorus:
I know there's a place on the brink on the edge of the sky
I've been banking my treasure beyond this time, beyond this life in forever
The king cries all is meaningless, what do we gain from labour
The generations come and go and nothing lasts forever
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Where have you laid your heart tonight, your treasure follows
Where have you built your house this time. Will it stand tomorrow?
(Chorus X2)

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