Closet chronicles de Kansas

What's carried through the current
and being swept away
the king is in the closet
he's hiding from today
And though he owns all fortune
this room is where he'll stay
and his world is filled with darkness
turning gray
Gazing out the window
of the forty-second floor
he is seperate 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 children's 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 didn't matter
no one seemed to care
they all became too busy
to find him anywhere
So 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 look far away
away from the 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
with everything here i see
life is sweet
but i took it all for granted
And now i don't know
if i can ever tell you
just what we permit,
we allow
Allow me to forget the life
i've made my own
i've held this nation in my hand
and yet it's not my home
Oh, allow me just one answer
and one reason why
why this refugee of the family of man must die
tell me why
Daydreams fill his night times
and night dreams fill 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 closet's fully empty now
it's occupied by none
i draw the drapes
now destiny is done