The poem describes a child's fear of a man with hatred in his eyes and waiting anxiously for the dawn and morning sun to come. It advises going straight home where family provides safety and lying down with eyes to the floor until morning comes. Politicians and crowds cannot be trusted as they hide behind facades, so the child must hurry home before dark without lingering in fear of the shadowy lies until the sun brings light and escape from misery.
The poem describes a child's fear of a man with hatred in his eyes and waiting anxiously for the dawn and morning sun to come. It advises going straight home where family provides safety and lying down with eyes to the floor until morning comes. Politicians and crowds cannot be trusted as they hide behind facades, so the child must hurry home before dark without lingering in fear of the shadowy lies until the sun brings light and escape from misery.
The poem describes a child's fear of a man with hatred in his eyes and waiting anxiously for the dawn and morning sun to come. It advises going straight home where family provides safety and lying down with eyes to the floor until morning comes. Politicians and crowds cannot be trusted as they hide behind facades, so the child must hurry home before dark without lingering in fear of the shadowy lies until the sun brings light and escape from misery.
Go right home – where your Daddy’s waiting for you
Go right home – where your family is safe behind the wall
Run right back – put your head against the door
(Hard against the door) Lie right down – keep your eyes upon the floor
I wait for the dawn to come
Am I safe from the man with hatred in his eyes? Still look for the morning sun He’s part of the world he’s part of the shadow lies I wait for the day to come There’s fear in the heart if the child as the mother cries Still pray for the morning sun He’s scared of the dark; he’s scared of the shadow lies
Never trust a man who hides behind a suit
Or an angry politician with an ozone friendly attitude You’ve got to go right home Don’t hang around too late You’ve got to go right home Don’t be afraid… Never trust a man who hides behind a crowd Or a safety net philosopher accusing you of being proud You’ve got to run right back Don’t stay away too late You’ve got to lie right down Don’t be afraid…
I wait for the dawn to come
Am I safe from the man with hatred in his eyes? Still look for the morning sun He’s part of the world he’s part of the shadow lies I wait for the day to come There’s fear in the heart if the child as the mother cries Still pray for the morning sun He’s scared of the dark; he’s scared of the shadow lies
I wait for the dawn to come
Let the bitter tears of blood run from his eyes Still look for the morning sun He’s got to escape from the misery of lies I wait for the day to come Am I safe from the man with hatred in his eyes? Still pray for the morning sun He’s part of the world He’s part of the shadow lies