Crown Of Tomorrow

(Verse 1 – Courtiers)

All must rise

For the coronation begin

All gathered tonight

For our Princess Brenna

Laid upon the ground

Thus is the golden crown

Played by the bird chirps

Thus is a wonderful sound

Must our Queen be thus risen

From the ground with thus no sorrow

(Courtier starts to put crown on Brenna’s head)

A blessing sent from heaven

The crown of tomorrow___