What Is A King?

Keep the lights low.  In the space of the darkness that morning, he could have heard a voice:


Apathy has no place here.
I'm not sleeping on your diamond watch.
I can see it cutting through those crumbling veins
While you think we're still dreaming.

You are no king.
Only today's headliner.
Tomorrow you'll be gone, and we'll still be groveling
and praying for rain

True kings have hearts!
Swords to defend those who give everything
to hold him up so high.
So wipe the stars from your eyes. You'll never have my loyalty.

And I'm not the only one.
We're just building another way.
It's quiet and endless,  and the music here is rich.
And I'll never follow a fool.

You might ignore me, but I never ignored you.