Doitsu, Duetche Land, Germany Weimar, Versaille, and Berlin Understand, Hope, and Misery All of which he must intend
For John has a song Titled neither here nor there But anywhere he pleases Or anything he dares
For it's a song that is sung By not choirs, nor the nuns But by songs I mean the sun And by sun and mean John's son
But neither sun, song, nor sun And neither here nor there Not anywhere!
Again and gone Must be the song The song of the morning birds That is so sweetly dimmed
For the song is it's one But nor is it independant It's on that has gone And one not dependant
No other worlds are there That hold such a song That a turtle can sing And a bear can caw
But understanding is the fall The fall of the song John's Long Song's son Would have to be wrong
John would sing from one night to the next Without his regret, nor with his contempt For John would not give up unless the light faded And if light faded away, so would hope of a bright new day
The dawning of the song John's Long Song Has drawn a Son from the Sun
And the final words he sings Will be the worlds last For the darkness witheld Will come forth in a blast