oh, what did you see my blue eyed son? oh, what did you see my darling young one?
i saw an old man with feet that were bleeding i saw a young child with eyes that were pleading i saw an old frigate it's sails black and rotten a man on an island who's soul was forgotten a poet in chains, an artist in prison a fiery phoenix who's newly arisen
and it's a hard... it's a hard... it's a hard... it's a hard... it's a hard rain's a'gonna fall
and what did you hear my blue eyed son? what did you hear my darling young one?
a man played a trumpet through teeth that were broken i heard the last kind word that ever was spoken the tears of a whale upon a red beach the flutter of flags the last truth to be preached a man a'screamin a maiden a'mournin a valley a'drownin a mountain a'formin
and it's a hard... it's a hard... it's a hard... it's a hard... it's a hard rain's a'gonna fall...
so what will you do my blue eyed son? oh, what will you do my darling young one?
i'll throw my arms out and shake fists at the sky! i'll never stop asking... i want to know why! i'll never forget the man with the lie! i'll fight the good fight... and then i will *die!
'cause it's a hard... it's a hard... it's a hard... it's a hard...