The Pinnacle - Kansas

I’ve so much to say, and yet I cannot speak

Come and do my bidding now, for I have grown too weak

My weary eyes have seen all that life can give

Come to me, O young one, for you I can forgive

I stood where no man goes

And conquered demon foes

With glory and passion

No longer in fashion

The hero breaks his blade

Cast this shadow long that I may hide my face

And in this cloak of darkness the world I will embrace

In all that I endure

Of one thing I am sure

Knowledge and reason

Change like the season;

A jester’s promenade

Lying at my feet I see the offering you bring

The mark of Cain is on our faces, borne of suffering

O, I long to hear you say it’s not been wrong

I stand before you now, a riddle in my song

The answer is that sweet refrain

Unheard it always will remain

Beyond our reach, beyond our gain

Trapped in life’s parade, a king without a crown

In this joy of madness, my smile might seem a frown

With talons wrought of steel, I tore the heart of doom

And in one gleaming moment I saw beyond the tomb

I stood where no man goes

Above the din I rose

Life is amusing

Though we are losing

Drowned in tears of awe