cross from me sat the new emperor, Hardly 13    And I asked him why he cried       No one stays around anymore, I cannot guess why    In my world they should try       I asked how loyal are your subjects    "Not" was the child king's reply, "Rarely will they comply"       "I always search for new subjects, Still I'm loathsome to try"    "If they served me too long they would fortify"       "With all of my benevolence    There's still no obedience    Or is it just coincidence    That everyone here's indifferent    So I must move on"       "So I fear a dependence"    The Child King said    "Between my subjects and I    So if they leave me I won't die"       "I always search for new subjects    Still I'm loathsome to try    In my world they should try"       "With all of my benevolence    There's still no obedience    Or is it just coincidence    That everyone here's indifferent    So I must move on"