Be very careful of these rumors that prevail
Be very careful what you say
I was a boy who lived the truth behind the tale
And no one got away
I saw the children as the soldiers closed the gate
The youngest daughter and her pride
My father leaving on the night they met their fate
His pistol by his side
The Neva flows, a new wind blows
And soon it will be spring
The leaves unfold, the Tsar lies cold
A revolution is a simple thing
I heard the shots. I heard the screams
But it's the silence after I remember most
The world stopped breathing
And I was no longer a boy
My father shook his head and told me not to ask
My mother said he died of shame
But I believe he did a proud and vital task
And in my father's name
The Neva flows, a new wind blows
And soon it will be spring
The leaves unfold, the Tsar lies cold
Could I have pulled the trigger
If I'd been told?
Be careful what a dream may bring
A revolution is a simple thing
