The Kilburn High Road
Kings of Kilburn: A Ballad of Lost Love and Glory
Lyrics
Many's the day, I took for granted
Reflecting on days taken for granted
Breathing the air that silenced some
Breathing air filled with silenced sorrows
The North wind blew It's head asunder
The North wind symbolically disrupting peace
Beating it's breast with a war drenched song
Describing the wind's warlike, intense demeanor
Bathe awhile, awash in slumber
Immersing in slumber, escaping reality
Cry what's left to sleep
Expressing the emotional struggle in dreams
When you dream of the love ya left forever
Dreaming of a lost love
But pity no more nor grieve
Advising against excessive pity or grief
So we're the kings of it all
Claiming kingship since birth
The day we were born
Emphasizing their innate royalty
Yeah we're the kings of the Kilburn High
Being kings of Kilburn High Road
Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave a sup
Committing to drinking and staying together
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
Empty glass signifies unshed tears
We were the kings of the Kilburn High
Reiterating kingship over Kilburn High
Listen to the sound of dead men dying
Listening to the sounds of death and exile
March as they flee but exile bound
Marching away in exile
Their ship once sailed no longer anchors
Ship no longer anchored symbolizing loss
For gone is the green
Loss of prosperity and vitality
And their hallowed ground
Referring to their sacred, lost space
Toast to tears of times past glories
Toasting to past glories and tears
This ageless clock chime stalls
Timeless clock chime hinting at stagnation
Where to kiss the lips of love forgotten
Seeking love in forgotten places
To fly where no others have soared
Yearning for unexplored territories
So we're the kings of it all
Reaffirming their kingship since birth
The day we were born
Highlighting their royal origin
Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High
Current kings of Kilburn High Road
Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave us up
Committing to camaraderie and loyalty
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
Empty glass representing unspoken pain
We were the kings of the Kilburn High
Reiterating their past kingship
We were the kings of the Kilburn High
Emphasizing their historical reign
Toast to tears of times past glories
Repeating the toast to past glories
This ageless clock chime stalls
Highlighting the timeless, stagnant nature
Where to kiss the lips of love forgotten
Searching for love in forgotten realms
To fly where no others have soared
Desiring to explore uncharted territories
So were the kings of it all
Affirming kingship from birth
The day we were born
Reiterating their royal origin
Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High
Current rulers of Kilburn High
Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave us up
Committing to enduring bonds
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
Empty glass symbolizing unexpressed sorrow
So were the kings of it all
Reaffirming kingship since birth
The day we were born
Highlighting their royal origin
Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High
Current rulers of Kilburn High
Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave us up
Committing to lasting camaraderie
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
Empty glass representing unshed tears
We were the kings of the Kilburn High
Reiterating their past kingship
We were the kings of the Kilburn High
Emphasizing their historical reign
Oh Mary, this London's a wonderful sight
A positive remark about London
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