Shawn Phillips - Ballad Of Casey Deiss Lyrics
T'was a man of youthful featuresT'was a boy of sorrowful eyesWatching out by looking inwardTall and stately and full of lifeIn his life, he spoke but rarelyIn his mind he cried for lightPainting perceptions trying to captureThat which he saw in his questioning strifeOnce in Lisbon, twice in LondonTravelling around for all of his timeLooking for and finding a goddessHe took Diana to be his wifeOf the children, they'd begottenTwo had died without knowing lifeAnd the third I know not whereofBut if she lives, she will yet be kindCasey had a mark of simple valueHe had a star between his eyesIn his hands he held an axe bladeThe Greek symbol of thunder and fireOn a night when the heavens were cryingHe went out and took his bladeChopping wood to warm his heartsideThe lightning came and my brother diedBring him no wine from faraway vineyardsTell him no tales of the canyon's mightBut wish him peace and eternal wisdomFor he has died and he died by light