When a song come down
In an old man's heart
You see he's only seventeen
And when a poem come down
In a young girl's notebook
You see she's ninety-two
If a sun fell down
We'd blame the government
Until we saw the light
But if a moon come down
We'll praise the very same one
When a Savior come down
In a no-man's land
We'll see he's only human
If a child come down
We'll call it divine saving
And dress the slum-spawn in diamonds
When a God come down
And holds us all
We'll pretend he's the devil
If the Devil come down
And walks among us
We'll worship his very tail
But when that song come down
In an old man's heart
You'll see he's only seventeen
