Cut all the pages
from a magazine
I must preserve
the right to dream of
my boy William
Power to the unions
Cannot save my soul
I've lost my faith in
rock and roll tell it to
my boy William
When you reach that low
At your nadir
When they creep up beside you
And whisper nothing in your one true ear
I hope you resist
And you stand so tall
And that grief will desert you
Leave a message on your bedroom wall
There's more to this than meets the eye my love
Don't drown your dreams stay true but
Try as I might
There's much to learn and much to sow my love
But try as you might
All is burning
All is burning
All is burning now