0:00 In a New York City courtroom, the gavel came to fall0:07 A former king in a golden tower, to answer freedom's call0:15 Thirty-four times the jury said the truth was plain to see0:22 For secrets kept and money paid, for all the world's decree0:30 A chapter closed, a new one starts, the history books are penned0:38 But the story's old as stone and dirt, it never truly ends0:45 Oh, the high-born and the low-born, they dance the same old reel0:53 The wheel of fortune turns and turns, what's hidden, it reveals1:00 So gather 'round and listen close, to the story that I bring1:08 It's a different year, but the same old fear, and the same old song I sing1:16 Meanwhile the son of the current chief, he stands before the law1:23 For a gun he bought, a past he fought, and every single flaw1:31 The papers shout, the people doubt, the battle lines are drawn1:38 Two houses fighting for the throne, from dusk until the dawn1:46 And down along the southern line, a new decree is made1:54 A door is closed, a path opposed, a heavy price is paid2:01 Oh, the high-born and the low-born, they dance the same old reel2:09 The wheel of fortune turns and turns, what's hidden, it reveals2:16 So gather 'round and listen close, to the story that I bring2:24 It's a different year, but the same old fear, and the same old song I sing2:32 The sun beats down on thirsty ground, a fever in the air2:39 Some folks pray for cooling rain, some curse without a care2:47 The powerful, they draw their lines on maps and in the sand2:54 But the water rises all the same, across this weary land3:02 Oh, the high-born and the low-born, they dance the same old reel3:10 The wheel of fortune turns and turns, what's hidden, it reveals3:17 So gather 'round and listen close, to the story that I bring3:25 It's a different year, but the same old fear, and the same old song I sing
