A crown of dust, a throne of lies The hollow man beneath the skies Crawling at shadows, gasping for breath A life of waiting, a dance with death King of nothing, ruler of despair Reigning in silence, waiting the death of the reign Jenny would dance with her ghosts at night Spinning in circles beneath pale light Her laughter echoes, sharp as a blade The king of nothing watches her fade Dust to dust, ashes to air The throne is empty, and no one’s there Jenny’s gone, the ghosts remain The king of nothing ends his reign King of nothing! King of nothing!