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I seen a hand, I seen a vision |
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It was reaching through the clouds, To risk a dream |
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A shadow cross the sky |
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And it crushed into the ground, Just like a beast |
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The old man's back again |
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The old man's back again |
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I seen a woman, standing in the snow |
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She was silent as she watched them take her man |
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Teardrops burned her cheeks |
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for she thought she'd heard, The shadow had left this land |
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The old man's back again |
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The old man's back again |
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The crowds just gathered, their faces turned away |
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And they queue all day like dragons of disgust |
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All the women whispering |
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Wondering just what these young hot-heads want of us |
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And entres vie he cries |
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with eyes that ring like chimes |
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His anti-worlds go spinning through his head |
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He burns them in his dreams |
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for half awake they may as well be dead |
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The old man's back again |
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I see he's back again |
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I see a soldier, He's standing in the rain |
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For him there's no old man to walk behind |
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Devoured by his pain |
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bewildered by the faces who pass him by |
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He'd like another name the one he's got's a curse |
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These people cried |
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Why can't they understand |
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His mother called him Ivan then she died |
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The old man's back again |
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The old man's back again |
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I can see him back again |
