A man's allowed to cry today
To put his feelings on display
No ridicule and no disgrace
We've lost a king, but not his face
And should I fall apart in public
It's allowed noit's demanded
Zoom in, see how small I am
I'm humble now but, I hope, big hearted
Let me be confetti on my grave
And all the secrets kept within these
Walls are scattered on the wind
He's human now he's clipped his wings
The king is dead long live the king!
Black ribbons hang now from his portrait
Candles flicker as the day breaks
Still he mutters, still he shakes
We've lost a king, but not his face
Still we wait for wisdom at his grave