- Votes:
- Composers:
- Walsh
- Steve / Livgren
- Kerry A
 
- Genres:
- 70s
- Rock
 
- Tags:
- classic rock
- prog
- progressive rock
 
- See also:
Kansas - Closet Chronicles lyrics
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. 
 And 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 Kansas - Closet Chronicles - http://motolyrics.com/kansas/closet-chronicles-lyrics.html
 In my dreams where I will enjoy it. 
 Where innocence plays with all the laughing children... 
 The ones 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 could 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. 
[Intstrumental break.]
 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. 
 Now he left us all to travel 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.













