Falling voices calling Of a dear old dream Sliding, drifting, writhing Time is wild it seems Come and see my church and my steeple Thousands of people are praying Why, join a part in your head in your heart In the garden where children are playing Come, chant and sing, drink my wine, wear my ring Cast my ashes in front of another Don't refill my cup, you can kill me And leave by the stairs in the rear Time you met my choir and my rector Building inspector is leaving Come check it out, you've been hearing about it And now there's no time left for breathing Come, hang around, throw my pride on the ground Can't you see there were others before me? Please ignore my truth, you can buy me And leave by the stairs in the rear Rise to fall, no hope, only glory Telling the story too many Times that I've cried after being denied By the spirits who weren't having any Sleep in my bed, break your heart, waste your bread But be sure not to hear what I'm saying Don't refill my cup, you can kill me And leave by the stairs in the rear Slipping, falling deeper Back into the wild Sliding, drifting, gliding While you rock good night