Bob Dylan - When He Returns Lyrics
The iron hand it aint no match for the iron rod,The strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty god.For all those who have eyes and all those who have earsIt is only he who can reduce me to tears.Dont you cry and dont you die and dont you burnFor like a thief in the night, hell replace wrong with rightWhen he returns.Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through,He unleashed his power at an unknown hour that no one knew.How long can I listen to the lies of prejudice?How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?Can I cast it aside, all this loyalty and this pride?Will I ever learn that therell be no peace, that the war wont ceaseUntil he returns?Surrender your crown on this blood-stained ground, take off your mask,He sees your deeds, he knows your needs even before you ask.How long can you falsify and deny what is real?How long can you hate yourself for the weakness you conceal?Of every earthly plan that be known to man, he is unconcerned,Hes got plans of his own to set up his throneWhen he returns.
