03.A King Without A Throne(1973- Proud Worlds On A Dusty Shelf)
Walk on the dusty road Without any shoes See all the people out there Singing the blues I've got my trouble but I'm paying my dues It isn't easy but There's too much to lose
Many's the time I have wandered alone Looking this way and that For something unknown
But where can a good king go Without his throne?
Many's the good man Lost in his prime The path of fortune Took him well before his time He ain't got his trouble But I've still got mine Got to find some freedom Before I start to decline
The moon is rising and I'm still on my own This must be life I guess The seeds have been sown
Where can he go, who can he see Is there anybody, it's easy to be Find him a stairway, find him a tree And while you're doing it Please won't you find one for me
The unbeliever says It's hard to believe I'm told the preacher Frowns on those who deceive The winds of winter Steal leaves from the trees The path of fortune Is getting closer to me
The snow is falling And the thruth is obscured I think of all the things My soul has endured Cursing this loneliness That can't be cured