I once was a king
who was talking in rhymes
now I am silent
and playing the chimes
I saw my people from afar
saw them suffer and then die
saw the sacrifices and the altar
and always wondered why
and I heard the engines roaring
heard them screaming in the night
but I only keep wondering
why do they all fight?
I wonder, I still wonder
is it day or is it night?
I have an unsure feeling
like losing my guiding light
tell me who I am
and where I am
I don’t know
I just don’t know
no more, no more
