Utopia

Tall stories I have told you
Of castles in the air
Where all men work and prosper
And Kings are wise and fair;

But still we live in England
And laws may be unjust
So here I lie in prison
For doing what I must

Tonight I will dream of Utopia
I warned the privy council
To guard what they might say
For Kings, like willful children
Will always want their way

For all his kingly virtues
This man is yet a man
So tell him what he should do
And never what he can

Tonight I will dream of Utopia
I will not rue my conscience
Although my head must fall
I die the King’s good servant
But God’s the first of all

So beg me not to follow
The ones who go astray
For we shall meet in Heaven;
As much, they cannot say

Tonight I will dream of Utopia
And one day we’ll meet in Utopia