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