The Byrds - I Come and Stand at Every Door

I come and stand at every door
But no one hears my silent tread
I knock and yet remain unseen
For I am dead, for I am dead
I'm only seven although I died
In Hiroshima long ago
I'm seven now as I was then
When children die they do not grow

My hair was scorched by swirling flame
My eyes grew dim my eyes grew blind
Death came and turned my bones to dust
And that was scattered by the wind
I need no fruit I need no rice
I need no sweets nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself
For I am dead, for I am dead
All I ask is that for peace
You fight today, you fight today
So that the children of this world
May live and grow and laugh and play

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[flyingturtle25]

No, actually the lyrics are a translation of the poem "Kiz Cocugu" by the late turkish poet Nazim Hikmet.

[GreyCampbell]

The Byrds are the greatest Band ever, thier music spans spectrum of intense emotions and this is no exception. 1967 ay, and still they were the leaders in leading the way. Hail the Byrds !

[KIDAmnesiacBends]

listen to "I Unseen" by The Misunderstood...its the same lyrics, or same poem

[decemberschild1217]

I loved this album as a kid but i remember being terrified of this track.....

[genericgeorge]

I always liked this maudlin song. I cant say that of all the songs on this album as there's some shite. John Riley, 2-4-2 Foxtrot being two

[sochratt]

if u want to listen the original one, write "zülfü livaneli kkız çocuğu" in the search bar.

salutes from turkey, we miss nazım hikmet...

[spacepatrolman]

@GreyCampbell when the byrds were on the murry the k tv special mcguinn said 5D is dedicated to timothy leary and his League for Spiiritual Discovery

[serengiv]

@janfreidun

[pastrygoddes]

I think I first heard this on August 9, 1959. I was eight and it represents the awakening of my political/social consciousness. I was at camp and it was visiting day, also my mother's birthday, which muddies some of the recollection, no doubt. The counselors all wore black armbands. One of them sang it. She said that Pete Seeger had set the words of a Turkish poet to the tune of The Great Silkie. and she sang it in as close a proximation of Joan Baez as she could.

[spacepatrolman]

@janfreidun yea your right but is there a such a thing as the fifth dimension the fourth dimension is something from science fiction [there are only three dimensions forward and back ,left to right ,up and down ]

the fifth dimension is when you are on a simulated lsd trip the byrds write songs about subjects nobody else thinks of not your usual I love you you love me...

[nowhereman65]

Aw, sorry... the very original one turned out to be The Great Silkie of Sule Skerry, a folk tune from Orkney Islands... maybe someone already wrote it down here but I didn't scroll so far.

Ciao

[nowhereman65]

Love it, indeed... it's a traditional tune though.

This is a traditional breton song I often listened to as I was 10... Le Dauphin (as I know it performed by the Tri Yann)

I find they sound similar...

Anyway - the Byrds are in my top 5, no doubt about.

Ciao