Closet Chronicles - Live

Once carried through the current and being swept away
 The king is in the closet, he's hiding from today
 And though he owns all fortunes, this room is where he'll stay
 And his world is filled with darkness, turning grey
 Gazing out the window of the 42nd 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 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, nobody 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 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 don't know if I can even 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
 Allow me just one answer and one 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 closet's fully empty now, it's occupied by none
 I'll draw the drapes, now destiny is done