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 brеathing

Come, hang around, throw my pride on the ground
Can't you see thеre 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