Andwellas Dream lost a number found a king

I was lost then I was found
In a graveyard near my hometown
With a head that meant nothing to anyone
But a person who understood my ways
My mind was still in that land of gold
Where a nation jumped at my command
The days were rich, so was I
The city bowed for me
The people from around were below me
Sending me all their precious gifts
It's funny how they took to me
I was a king, had nothing but friends
Wise man shared their way
Hemmed with silver
So much older
My land was at rest
There were no wars to be won
I was lost then I was found
In a graveyard near my hometown
With a head that meant nothing to anyone
But a person who understood my ways