I have always wanted to know who this song was about. I have a guess,do you?

Once carried through the current

And been swept away

The king is in the closet

He's hiding from today

And though he owns all fortunes

This is where he'll stay

And his world is filled with darkness

Turning grey

Gazing out the window

Of the 42nd floor

He is separate from all others

No one knocks upon his door

And it might as well be raining

Cuz the sunlight hurts his eyes

And his ears will never hear the children's cries

Once proud and full of passion

He fought the cause of man

Many people loved his courage

Many followed his command

He changed the old into the new

And the course of things to come

And then one day they noticed

He was gone

At first it didn't matter

Nobody seemed to care

They all became too busy

To find him anywhere

So no one knew, not even him

The problems he would find

On the day he journeyed deep into his mind

I close my eyes, I go far away

Away from the battlefield

In my dreams well, here I will enjoy it

Where innocence plays with all the laughing children

The kind who are crying now

A taste of freedom from the pain

Of everything here i see

Life is sweet but I took it all for granted

And now i don't know if i can ever tell you

Just what we permit, we allow

Allow me to forget the life

I've made my own

I've held this nation in my hand and yet it's not my home

Oh, allow me just one answer and one reason why

Why this refugee of the family of man must die

Tell me why

Daydreams filled his nighttimes

And night dreams filled his days

Confusion and uncertainty

A puzzled mind of haze

You thought he was so powerful

And set upon his ways

Well he left us all to travel through his maze

I heard the king was dying

I heard the king was dead

And with him died the chronicles

That no one ever read

The closet's fully empty now

Its occupied by none

I'll draw the drapes, now destiny is done

42nd floor?

Don't know but hear the latest about Jim Morrison? Interesting stuff there.

Google takes the fun out of researching most questions these days.

Spoiler:

Howard Hughes

Hint - Spruce Goose

Spruce Goose = Howard Hughes

Interesting..someone wrote a song about Howard Hughes?

Yup!

Fantastic song I have known and loved since its debut (yeah, I'm that old). I never knew for sure who the song was about until I decided to research it last night, which sent me on a diversion which started when I posted this last night until just now.

I bounced form site to site learning quite a bit about what has happened to the band and its members over the years - it was a great escape from reality for me.

So what band is it?

So what band is it?

Kansas, I'm starting to feel old!

Edited September 10, 200718 yr by Pontiac Custom-S

I love wacky threads like this.

Kansas, I'm starting to feel old!

I was only 7 in '77...but I do remember 'Dust in the Wind'... not really familiar with other Kansas music--nor with the state--though it borders Colorado, I've never been in the eastern part of the state or in Kansas...no big pointys, the plains are too plain..

Having grown up around two Baby Boomer siblings, (born in 1949 and 1957) I developed a taste for '70s music early, though...there is a LOT of music from that decade that I love.

At the top for me is Pink Floyd and The Who, Led Zeppelin, Eric Clapton, and The Rolling Stones...along with Rush, Queen, Bruce Springsteen, Fleetwood Mac, The Eagles, AC/DC, and many others.....

(I had a few beers w/ dinner so I'm getting loquacious, please ignore my rambling...)

--Moltar aka Rob aka Cubical aka H-Cube. Born in '70, teen of the '80s, rushing forward through the '00s...

If you like all that stuff, you'll like the other stuff from Kansas. Dust In The Wind is not really representative of their usual style.

Any of these albums should do the trick:

Kansas

Song For America

Masque

Leftoverture

Point of Know Return

I'd also recommend this one if you can find it:

In The Spirit Of Things

depending when in 77, I was 8.

depending when in 77, I was 8.

Yeah, my birthday is right smack in the middle of the year, so the first half of the year, I was 6...

I turned 14 in the middle of '77.

I turned 14 in the middle of '77.

You don't need a new El Camino, you need a walker!