a diamond necklace played the pawn
hand in hand some drummed along
to a handsome mannered baton
a blind class aristocracy
back through the opera glass you see
the pit and the pendulum drawn
canvass the town and brush the backdrop
to a song dissolved in the dawn
the music hall a costly bow
the music all is lost for now
to a muted trumpeter swan
canvass the town and brush the backdrop
dove nested towers the hour was
strike the street quicksilver moon
two-step to lamp lights cellar tune
the laughs come hard in auld lang syne
while at port adieu or die
a choke of grief heart hardened i
beyond belief a broken man too tough to cry
the young and often spring you gave
a child is the father of the man
a child is the father of the man
have you listened as they played
and the children know the way
that's why the child is the father to the man
that's why the child is the father to the man