let my lovely man of war come home leave my lovely man of peace alone but in between the music and the sweat ( the passion and the flight ) the sweat of brow and bow the beat of heart and hell the saddest refrain , unspeakable pain on the other side , where dark and light so the poets say ( where laughter , sex , and second sight tumble blindly through deep space ) in between the nightmare and the dream the dream of god - undone forsaken , fallen , risen , hidden where moon makes love to sun find him there , find her here find him , after all , my dear 'father , father , father ' - i pray for these , but not for those yes , in between the thorn nail and the rose shadow , silhouette , and specter join forming the clearest call on earth 'i tell you the truth , you must ... ' so perhaps i 'll come back and speak with you , my love after my birth children , in the sun o my children , wo n't you come o my children , wo n't you come and steer me clear of false ambitions and keep her from the futile thought of me shaman jakob ( a personal apocalypse ) so the next time you win the world i say i hope you learn you were not born to play the part of a king , a pauper , a pawn but down in the trench with a pretty young blonde let 's say or suppose you hand her a rose which ignites the night , so beautifully glows and she , in turn , hands her bare heart to you then you know in heaven , child every sweet dream comes true so just lay back and point to the sky watch the color of pallor turn into pie because the shape of all illusion despite the stars of your contusion may suit you better than the rest whether you passed or failed the test you stand at the altar unable to say 'i do ' then you know in heaven , child even bad dreams come true finally strung out on happier trails where the heart shines bright , after all love fails to move you to tears or conjure old fears not one in a million will find you here as the way swings off like hyena laughter and the fools all jeer at happy ever after now try to forget what you once thought you knew then you know in heaven , child every single dream comes true but who ever said you 'd be better of dead ?