This is a song about greatness, mixed with confusion, and a fall from grace |
The Pinnacle by Kansas I have 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 conquored 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, bourne 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 |