Song of Himself

How time does gambol on With countless comings of the dawn With the banishing of night By transcendent rays of light Sing a song of gilded golden sun Of the dawning of a day begun That will never, never come Won't come again Who knew the blossom and the swelling seed? Who named the numberless shades of green? Who stopped to linger in the path? Who saw the world in a blade of grass? Come, sing your song son, native born and bred In a mother tongue so long, unsung, unsaid Set us free (ooh) Set us free With love above all causes Laws and creeds Your song, it will be sung And sung again Electric surge of words that ebbed and flowed The likes of which, the world had never known And will never, never come Won't come again All the fools and all the thieves All the cursed and the diseased Fallen daughters and wayward sons Your arms embracing everyone Come sing your song of love bold, brave and proud Love that has no shame, that knows no doubt Set us free (ooh) Set us free With words conferred by ghost, by poetry At the dawning of the sun You multitude of one, your song, it will be sung And sung again