Stained Glass Morning

(альбом: Stained Glass Morning - 1970)

Through a stained-glass morning
They're digging in the green grass again
Who's that mourning
I have seen her face somewhere, but when?

Well fold up the flag that was covering him
Give it to the woman that was loving him
And whisper that he died
Defending her liberty
But they'll lay him six feet down
In some far-off piece of ground
With one stone marking him
Where three should be
'Cause they'll never give her back
The song he could sing
And they'll never give her back
The child he could bring
And they'll never give her back
The brother they took from me
Through a stained-glass morning

A thousand years have greened the grass again
In the rain now I hang mourning
The face I couldn't recognize, then

So fold up the flag that was covering me
Give it to the woman who was loving me
Then whisper that I died
Defending her liberty
But they laid me six feet down
In some far-off piece of ground
With one stone marking me
Where three should be
'Cause they never gave her back
The song I could sing
And they'll never give her back
The child I could bring
And they never gave her back
The brother they took from me.