So precious and fleeting
I loved them all
Time to go

Down the street
I watch you go
Like there's no tomorrow
Where we know

Cause Everybody's is gone
And all the old lamps are burning out
And all those voices of joy and laughter
Well them new folks done moved them out
But if I listen close I can hear them
Lord they're calling me to come on
It's just a matter of time
Cause I got nowhere left to call home

I see you waiting
But I know you won't understand
Sand falling on through - through my hands

Cause Everybody's is gone
And all the old lamps are burning out
And all those voices of joy and laughter
Well them new folks done moved them out
But if I listen close I can hear them
Lord they're calling me to come on
It's just a matter of time
Cause I got nowhere left to call home