The throne of time Is a kingly thing From whence you know We all do begin And dressed as you are girl In your fashions of fate Baby it's too late Shallow all the actions Of the children of men Fogged was their vision Since the ages began And lost like a lion In the canyons of smoke Girl it's no joke Oh no It's no joke, oh no Shallow are the actions Of the children of men But it is no joke, oh no, oh no The throne of time Is a kingly, a kingly thing From whence you know We all do begin And dressed as you are girl In your fashions of fate Baby it's too late, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah But it's too late, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh