Cavaliers

Cavaliers look out of windows

As the guards go riding by

Holding their hands over their eyes

So they can't see the sky.

As poets sell their diaries

And beg for the chance to speak

They'd give up all their innocence

For just one hour of sleep.

And in the hall of mirrors

A juggler reads the news

And he throws his words into the air

As he runs off with my shoes.

And he's looking for something

That he thinks he'll never find

There's nothing left for him to do

But to cry away his time.

So he runs back to the courtroom

Where the lawyers wash their hands

And he knows that they're not guilty

But no-one seems to understand.

And as look-outs pace down corridors

And mercenaries burn the fields

The courtiers stand round laughing

Pretending it just isn't real.

And they're looking for something

That they're sure that they'll never find

And there's nothing left for them

But to cry away their time.

And the serjeant he just stands there

With his feet on the garden wall

As the city fathers light candles

And wait for the sky to fall.

And in the empty courtroom

The dancers change their clothes

And they watch the castles fall down

As they send each other notes.

And they know there's nothing left

And there's nothing for them to do

So they order up their carriages

And search for something new.

And as the river breaks it's banks

And washes them all away

I look into the mirror

And I try to remember my name.

'Cause I'm looking for something

That I'm sure I'll never find

There's nothing left for me to do

But to cry away my time.

Oh, I'm looking for something

That I know I'll never find

And there's nothing left for me

But to cry away my time.