Will There Be Light, Baby, in Years of Days and Nights?

Old days do die back and forth

Yelllow fevers swaying

Hard on the rocks of caw-cawing violence

In featherless space of time

Way up the shades of human blues

Something that leaves shadows

In pre-historical violins of war and greed

Alas! The planet of the apes invisible

In bouncing mobs of long standing darkness

Alas! The moons are split asunder

Stillborn yet in new sands of the pied sky

Hey, baby, hold your candles

To burn the ashes in years of days and nights

Let the darkness be all over again

Across the new leaves of withering winter

Yes, there will be light over your face

There will be light, baby, there will be light

Of peace to see you in your crying eyes

Will there be light , baby

Will there be light in years of days and nights?