The closet's fully empty now it's occupied by none I'll draw the drapes now destiny is done

GAZING OUT THE WINDOW OF THE FORTY-SECOND FLOOR HE IS SEPARATE FROM ALL OTHERS, NO ONE KNOCKS UPON HIS DOOR AND IT MIGHT AS WELL BE RAINING, 'CAUSE 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