What was my arm worthnWhen they took it awaynAnd the spirit had rush upsetnAll of 'em promised to staynWhere did they put it, BellanWhere and which waynDid it start the man charged at menAnd I'm in vainnOr is it with my brothernIs it with my brothernAnd I mean in this gravenTell menWherenTell menWhere do I go to find itnWhat is my arm's waynIn a balance of thingsnAre there still birds a-flyingnIn a brushing of wingsnOr could it still be disguisednAs a terrible thingnAnd spoiling all them singing, BabenAnd smashing up their wingsnWish I could go with them brothernBrother of all thingsnIt's only a stub of the original thingnIt was there when I signednWhen I saluted my kingnTell menWherenTell menWhere do I go to find it