far above the rest
want to stand in the glow
with rich pomp n show...
I want the flare to follow me
& light my way as i walk in glee
walk the world with a gaze in my eye
They gape back at me..with a cry....
I want the trump of everything
fume around...the work of my zing
hoi-polloi will then sing
You are the one.....o' king!!
But...
then my thoughts began to bleed
am i that kind of breed
then vocal gets my deed
Is my WANT....what i NEED...???
