Do you remember that night when you and me Pulled down the steeple of ash The rain was coming down, I was filthy and black? Sometimes I feel that my time On earth is sorta defined And my life is calling me
And I wonder what else it could be
There are times that I see and don’t see Sometimes I feel that I’m changed By those women on the hill in the rain In this vision of earthly decay
I see that time will bear us all away But I’m sad I won’t be here to see it fade