The sun's tolling bell
Subterranean eyes
A thousand to one
The factory line

Stars outside the window flicker and shine
The hollow-headed morning isn't blind
A mountain of nails burn in your hands
Here I give all I am

Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own

A tower of stones
Sympathy's shade
Ride a white horse
The drowned on parade

A diamond-headed serpent climbs a vine
See all the lonely children lose their minds
A mountain of dust burns in your mouth
Here there's no north, just south

Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own
Thirst swollen tongue
An Arcadian twist
The sleepwalk is done
Yet the notion persists
Cars outside the window careening by
The hollow-headed morning is unkind

Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own

Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own

Under a cliff, darkness denied
Here I have seen the light
Here I have seen the light

Here I have seen the light
Here I have seen the light
Here I have seen the light
Here I have seen
Here I have seen
Here I have seen the light, the light
Here I have seen the light