take your song out, it's a newborn afternoon
And if you can't recall the singer,
you can still recall the tune
Dry your eyes and play it slowly,
like you're marching off to war
Sing it like you know he'd want it,
like we sang it once before
And from the center of the circle
to the midst of the waiting crowd
sing it long and sing it loud
And he taught us more about giving
than we ever cared to know
But we came to find the secret
And it was more than being holy,
oh it was less than being free
And if you can't recall the reason,
can you hear the people sing?
Right through the lightning and the
thunder, to the dark side of the moon
To that distant falling angel that descended
