Grand slamYour moment’s at handThe day holds a costly bargainLost lambAsking the lion’s shareHomespunA prodigal sonComes begging a humble pardonBut no oneRises to hear his prayer…Lone starYou’ve wandered so farAnd long in the unfamiliarThat now youTravel a map unknownStarbrightA constant delightTo those in the darkAnd still yourBirthright’sTo shine in the night — alone.Living in the shadowsOf the things that mighthave beenTorn between the blessingand the curseYou may stop the hungerBut you’ll never slakethe thirstFor the nectar you rememberBut you’ll never taste again…NonesuchYour Midas’ touchHas gilded your heartAnd left youSo muchPlaying the princeof clownsHell-bentEmpty and spentJust look what yourgamble’s got youExileFar from the sacred grounds…Living in the shadowsOf the things that mighthave beenTorn between the blessingand the curseYou may stop the hungerBut you’ll never slakethe thirstFor the nectar you rememberBut you’ll never taste again.Grand slamYour moment’s at handThe day holds a costly bargainLost lamb