Closet Chronicles

Once carried through the current, and being swept away

The king is in his closet, hes hiding from today

And though he owns all fortunes, this room is where hell stay

And his world is filled with darkness, turning grey

Gazing out the window of the forty-second floor

He is separate from all others, no one knocks upon his door

And it might as well be raining, cause the sunlight hurts his eyes
And his ears will never hear the childrens cries

Once proud and full of passion, he fought the cause of man

Many people loved his courage, many followed his command
He changed the old into the new, and the course of things to come

And then one day they noticed he was gone

At first it didnt matter, nobody seemed to care

They all became too busy to find him anywhere

But no one knew not even him, the problems he would find

On the day he journeyed deep into his mind

I close my eyes, I go far away
Away from this battlefield

In my dreams, well
Here I will enjoy it

Where innocence plays with all
The laughing children

The kind who are crying right now

A taste of freedom from the pain

Of everything here I see

Life is sweet but I took it all for granted

And now I dont know if I could even tell you

Just what we permit , we allow

Allow me to forget the life Ive made my own

Ive held this nation in my hand, and yet its not my home

Oh, allow me just one answer, andone reason why

Why this refugee of the family of man must die
Tell me why

Daydreams filled his nighttimes, and night-dreams filled his days

Confusion and uncertainty, a puzzled mind of haze
You thought he was so powerful, and set upon his ways

Well he left us all to follow through this maze

I heard the king was dying, I heard the king was dead

And with him died the chronicles that no one ever read

The closets fully empty now, its occupied by none

Ill draw the drapes, now destiny is done