Their souls left this place a long time ago And now there's jungles and other strange arrangements In the evening, they have swung from glory to depressing Will there ever be another way around it? There used to be control, a single solid light Devoted to perfection, a thin and narrow way Sifting through the sand with a blistered hand Waiting to be choked by an angel
One face did appear like a shining window And I peered in to see what was glowing There was motion, there was power It was celibate and sour An emblem of strength and duration Well, they've spoken out aloud of a spirit so white Rooted through the grapevines and the tresses And they rode their flocks of gold And their other holy transports That took them to a heaven that was fierce
There's a man beside a woman A God of equal footing Salvation, just another exit And the mange and the squalor And the gospels, they all holler Hollow and they swallow And down the railways and stations And their hideous vibrations Their souls are frayed at the edges But there's tatters and there's tangles And there's signs from every angle You won't know where to go 'til you start moving You won't know where to go 'til you start moving