He never closed his eyes
Or so we theorized
But we were young and bold

And he was mostly old
And his time nearly done


He came back from a war
On some forgotten shore
And sat and watched the world

And never said a word
And so I asked for one


Watching waiting
Old man tell me what have we become
Anticipating

All the hating that was yet undone
He turned around and stared into the sun


He fought for things so clear
And never thought he'd fear
A brother or his child

Or killing having style
Watch the colors run


Watching waiting
Old man tell me what have we become
Anticipating

All the hating that was yet undone
He turned around and stared into the sun


And now he only hears
And his eyes they only tear
So tread most carefully

For he's still listening
Watch the colors run


Watching waiting
Old man tell me what have we become
Anticipating

All the hating hat was yet undone
He turned around and stared into the sun