The Icicle Works - Conscience Of Kings lyrics

Ethos is a special gift It's all I've got to win you with No excursion from the chosen way Got no colour got no creed Discontent is fuelled by greed They'll k** you for your raincoat in this town These maybe the finest days we'll ever come to know You're as cautious as you are reckless even so Here in seclusion closed to intrusion My hope is pinned to her wings Up their above you waiting to love you We'll share the conscience of kings Proud possessions bed his home May the rooks were free to roam Squander while our best friends keep loose change I'm the village idiot aspiring to great things Ethos is a special gift It's all I've People love a trier and the hope that his kind brings Here in seclusion closed to intrusion My hope is pinned to her wings Up their above you waiting to love you We'll share the conscience of kings