Doesn’t Anyone Remember?

Doesn’t anyone remember who I was?
Doesn’t anyone remember who I used to be?
Once a name above a title.
Once a king upon a throne.
Now a book without a story,
Fighting battles on my own.

Doesn’t anyone remember how I used to live?
In that mansion, on that hill, up in the air.
Now I hear the mansions empty,
And the hill is overgrown,
And I ask myself, does anybody care?

What happened to Midas, the man with golden touch?
What happened to him?

What happened to me?
Was life an illusion
At which I failed to clutch
As my ship which once came in got lost at sea?

Doesn’t anyone remember how it used to be?
Was it written in the stars that it should end?
Now I’m left with very little, only sharply shattered dreams,
And a broken life, I just can’t seem to mend.

Doesn’t anyone remember who was?
Doesn’t anyone remember who I used to be?
Once the keeper of the kingdom,
Now a figure to bemoan.
Just a lost and lonely figure,
All washed up and all alone.

Doesn’t anyone remember how it used to be?
Didn’t my name once mean something in this land?
If I’m to blame my cup is empty,
And my river runneth dry
It is something I have failed to understand.
Because you see my friend
This wasn’t what I planned.
Leaving nothing more than footprints in the sand.

Words and music – © Richard Kates 1999