I was born a wayward son My father's only one Now i sing his only song Down on third long I've been traveling the land In search of better things But all i ever seem to find Is whatever music brings If I Shed a tear for every one That i have wronged Iwould have An ocean Now listen to the Hymns of Poseidon Oh waterfall of truth You drench my weary soul of youth Soon I'm dead and dark and done Counting birds against the sun But you will hear me when I'm gone If I Shead a tear for every one That I have wronged I would have An ocean Now listen to the Hyms of Poseidon And 'till this day I'm not broken In more tha one place So save your loving grace Now I sit here Under the Birch of glass Singing melodies of the past These hymns of Poseidon Shed a tear for every one That you have wronged And you would have An ocean Now listen to the Hymns of Poseidon