[SOPRANO SOLO]
There once were days so bright
And nights when ev’ry cricket call seemed
Right
And I sang Gloria
Then I sang Gratias Deo
I knew a glorious feeling of thank you
And …
Thank you. …
The bend of a willow
A friend and a pillow
A lover whose eyes
Could mirror my cries of Gloria …
And now, it’s strange
Somehow, though nothing much has really
Changed
I miss the Gloria
I don’t sing Gratias Deo
I can’t say quite when it happened
But gone is the … thank you …

[STREET Chorus]
Half the people are drowned
And the other half are swimming in the
Wrong direction
[CELEBRANT] (speaking)
Let us pray