I see the lights of the city I see them rising up They're moving in the dark A fire without a spark
And the mornings moving first The morning's moving first God is coming on
Somewhere on the mountain around the ragged sea Where time is lying still I'm falling up the hill And the sky is pouring in Sky is pouring in Sky is pouring in
Girl, I hear you crying Oh, girl I hear you cry Oh, girlie don't you cry For I will come for you Yes, I will come for you And we'll go home
Rest you now easy Now rest my brother John Your journey has been long Your road was filled with song Now I miss you, now you're gone I miss you, now you're gone I miss you, now you're gone