You've got a story to tell And a place to come home to Yet, you choose to hide Do you feel safer out here Where no one will be watching Or do you fear the light I hear them whipping the mule As they follow the coffin Destined for the field The mourners behind I see you're walking amongst them I know you need my voice I am calling you All these familiar faces All gathered around the open mouth I see your shadow down there - but then it's gone I am calling you