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Belle of the Ball - Krista Detor/Victor Wooten
Listen now there comes the call
It seems I was the Belle of the Ball
I left a shoe behind me
And somebody came to find me
Now I carry on behind a wall
And here they march armor on
A battle cry is rising with the dawn
Another war before him
At the court they all adore him
The will of The Almighty leads him on
Kingdom's slow in coming
But signs are all around
So who will sing God save the King
When Kingdom's coming walls are tumbling down
At the gate does he know
They wait for any scrap that he might throw
But is that hunger in their eyes
Or golden dresses they despise
I remember that I used to know
The fires does he see
They watch beneath the bridges warily
And while he flaunts a golden ring
The mockingbirds begin to sing
I remember blue birds sang to me
Kingdom's slow in coming
But signs are all around
So who will sing God save the King
When Kingdom's coming
Walls are tumbling down
Will they call for my head
I'm not the kind of girl to cry for what is said
But I am aware of all the battles
All rows of empty saddles
All the songs of the mothers of the dead
Kingdom's slow in coming
But signs are all around
So who will sing God save the King
When Kingdom's coming down
The songs of pretty mothers
Go darkly to the sea
And who will sing God save the king
When darkness falls on me
Oh I'd go back to Kansas
Before houses landed there
Kingdom Come was worlds away
And light was everywhere everywhere