They say that the mountain
Shielded Grandma from the bomb
Well, she may have survived it
And gifted me this song
The family's so scattered
So you don't know what is true
And so when you sing it
Shadows cast themselves on you
I went to Hiroshima
They sang "I Shall be Released"
Floating birds down the river
Like a joyous eulogy
With black in every corner
And their faces wrapped in steel
I was torn and born asunder
And I lost the will to feel
Oh, this mercurial thing
Is bleedin' through the past
Ooooh...
Da di da di dom
Dom da di da di dom
Dom da di da di dom
Da dom, da dom
Oooh...
I gaze upon the tower
As if on a looking glass
Desecrated creation
A beacon to the past
And once the ashes settle
And the unstruck rhythm rings
From the river within me
Painted phoenix flaps his wings