Gypsy Frank

Oh Where have you been, my eldest of sons
Oh where have you been, my gypsy like son
I've been to protests and I've been to rallies
I've wrestled hard, with the wide glares of Justice
But the scales are now loose ma, no longer rusted
Yes the scales are now loose ma, they're no longer rusted

And what did you see my eldest of sons
Oh what did you see my gypsy like son
I've seen faces like mine, with no fault derided
Yet I've seen love from the good, and the ones so enlightened
Yes the scales are now loose ma, no longer rusted
Yes the scales are now loose ma, they're no longer rusted

So what did you hear my eldest of sons
Oh what did you hear my gypsy like son
I've heard the cries of the young, in their closets suspended
Yet many were loved and accepted not hated
Yes the scales are now loose ma, no longer rusted
Yes the scales are now loose ma, they're no longer rusted

And who did you meet my eldest of sons
Who did you meet my gypsy like son
I've met the faceless who hurt and know nothing but hurting
Yet I've met people opposed, to their bidding and grinning
Finding their God in the self, and not in the written
Yes the scales are now loose ma, no longer rusted
Yes the scales are now loose ma, they're no longer rusted

And what did you feel my eldest of sons
What did you feel my gypsy like son
I felt the roar of jet engine travel
With the sound of your stories, and mysteries unravelled
Yes the scales are now loose ma, no longer rusted
Yes the scales are now loose ma, they're no longer rusted

What will you do. now my eldest of sons
And what will you do. now my gypsy like son
I've come to the edge, of a large sunburnt country
I walk in the light, no longer in darkness
And with gold on your finger, as your sister and brothers
You walk hand in hand, with the gentlest of man
And with feelings you've hidden, no longer forbidden
Yes the scales are now loose ma, no longer rusted
Yes the scales are now loose son, they're no longer rusted
The scales are now loose, they're no longer rusted