The Temple Of The King

One day, in the Year of the Fox
Came a time remembered well
When the strong young man of the rising sun
Heard the tolling of the great black bell
One day in the Year of the Fox
When the bell began to ring
It meant the time had come for one to go to the temple of the king.

There in the middle of the circle he stands
Searching, seeking
With just one touch of his trembling hand, the answer will be found
Daylight waits while the old man sings
"Heaven help me!"
And then like the rush of a thousand wings, it shines upon the One
And the day has just begun.

One day in the Year of the Fox
Came a time remembered well
When the strong young man of the rising sun
Heard the tolling of the great black bell
One day in the Year of the Fox
When the bell began to sing
It meant the time had come for the One to go to the temple of the king.

There in the middle of the people he stands
Seeing, feeling
With just a wave of the strong right hand, he's gone
To the temple of the king.

Far from the circle, at the edge of the world
He's hoping, wondering
Thinking back on the stories he's heard of what he's going to see
There, in the middle of a circle it lies
"Heaven help me!"
Then all could see by the shine in his eyes
The answer had been found.

Back with the people in the circle he stands
Giving, feeling
With just one touch of a strong right hand, they know
Of the temple and the king.