When I saw the churchesnThe stained glass was gonenAnd the boxes were emptynI wondered how longnWhen I saw the blind mannWho can't see the sunnHe talked of his armynAnd some war they wonnHe prayed for the futurenAnd he prayed for the pastnAnd he said his heart still bleedsnFor the wife he once hadnWhen I told the blind mannWe're all here alonenHe said the strong windnWas taking us home