Closet Chronicles
Once carried through the currentAnd being swept awayThe king is in the closetHe's hiding from todayAnd though he owns all fortunesThis room is where he'll stayAnd his world is filled with darkness, turning grey
Gazing out the windowOf the 42nd second floorHe is separate from all othersNo one knocks upon his doorAnd it might as well be raining 'cause the sunlight hurts his eyesAnd his ears will never hear the children's cries
Once proud and full of passionHe fought the cause of manMany people loved his courageMany followed his commandHe changed the old into the newAnd the course of things to comeAnd then one day they noticed he was gone
At first it didn't matterNobody seemed to careThey all became too busyTo find him anywhere do no one knew hot even him
The problems he would findOn the day he journeyed deep into his mind
I close my eyes I go far awayAway from this battlefieldIn my dreams well here I will enjoy itWhere innocence plays with all the laughing childrenThe kind who are crying right nowA taste of freedom from the painOf everything here I seeLife is sweet but I took it all for grantedAnd now I don't know if I could even tell youJust what we permit, we allow
Allow me to forget the life I've made my ownI've held this nation in my handAnd yet it's not my homeAllow me just one answer just one reason whyWhy this refugee of the family of man must dieTell me why
Daydreams filled his nighttimesAnd night dreams filled his daysConfusion and uncertaintyA puzzled mind of hazeYou thought he was so powerfulAnd set upon his waysWell he left us all to travel through this maze
I heard the king was dyingI heard the king was deadAnd with him died the chroniclesThat no one ever readThe closet's fully empty nowIt's occupied by noneI'll draw the drapes now destiny is done