The Forked Road
Yannis Philippakis
You can go
Out on your own
But they can take
That forked road
Oh, I'll fill their shoes
I tried out all their moods
God, I'm trapped
I'm on the Moon
(I'm on my own)
I'm the master pretender
I'm wearing his face
I'm wearing his ring
All hail the king
You don't know
What I'm yet to be
Oh, you'll see
Paving is laid
On that forked road
I'll take your coat
Then I'll take your king