based on a song by Bob Dylan
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...
it's a hard rain's a'gonna fall!
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 12:44 AM UTC
based on a song by Bob Dylan
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...
it's a hard rain's a'gonna fall!
