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