Oh, what was it that they sung? Rained down like heaven from the lungs Were I to keep it for my own I would not be worth my weight in bones
Oh, they will cast a net and pray All patchwork gold and old decay Were it, were it to drift my way I wouldn't know Wouldn't know just what to say
Hearken to the call, oh dear Eliza This is what they brought us up to be Don't listen to the ghosts that walk your hallways Heaven is a dog and it clings to thee
I was made of stone back when you were made of clay Oh we had our words, but we threw them all away Now there's time for you to leave, if you've got time enough to stay Throw your shadow on the door before it takes another shape before it crawls inside to stay
Hearken to the call, oh dear Eliza This is what they brought us up to be Don't listen to the ghosts that walk your hallways Heaven is a drag and it drags on thee