| 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 crossed 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 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 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 |