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The Orphan Prince sits,
Ponders the power of his fingertips
As mysterious figures file past his window.

Glorious snows fall
From the Heavens
On the mountains,
Both just beyond his reach.

And in overwhlemed confusion
He begins to list
All those things that he canot understand.

On the one hand he counts the words
He's always tried but still can't define:
Death, war, love, happiness and time.

On the other hand he counts
The times he's demanded the world explain.
But the world keeps quiet,
Doesn't tell him a thing.


On his 21st birthday
He watched the world fail
To hold its own.

He watched his father trip
Down the
Steps of Infinity
After he tangled up his feet
In his own demands.

So now here he stands
In his hour of waiting.
He's watching the sky,
Still expecting a reason.

Oh, but nature declines to apologize
For keeping her secrets,
Only pushes the answers under
Deeper and darker shadows.

What's dead's not dead forever
And only could return.
On the wings born from the scars of his sunburn
He uncovers by chance what the Angels had to earn:

As he started tap, tap, tapping his fingers against the window pane,
Trying to find a way to get out to the place he began.

He started tap, tap, tapping his fingers against the game,
Trying to find out what that Secret was so he could give it a name.

Only by tap, tap, tapping his fingers against his pain
Did he find that it was not time but he who was actually to blame.

Only by tap, tap, tapping his fingers against the rain
Did he find that nothing ended, it just started again.

Only by tap, tap, tapping his fingers against his brain
Did he find being and knowing were exactly the same.

Only by tap, tap, tapping his fingers against the window pane,
Did he find that the way to get out was back the way that he'd came.

Only by tap, tap, tapping...

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from Sons II : At the Edge of Time, released September 22, 2009

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