Dancing in the water
Hands of light, hands of fire
What sickness is upon me?
What note, what liar?
An angel from the belfry
one fallen from choir
Sit you down, sit you down
And Listen.
To the rolling of the tell
'til the tolling of the bell
Sit you down, sit you down
And Listen,
Said the Devil to the man
Who was trapped beneath his dreams
Like an angel made of midnight
Pinned beneath his ceiling beams.
Dancing in the graveyard
Where Time has split its seams
See the shadows,
Hear their voices,
Listen
