In my time of sorrow Do you have a song that I could borrow? All mine are worn out now Dead and fallen out of my mouth, yeah I need a melody Something I could sail away on I need a song to sing Let my fire burn the stake on
And I was wondering On my judgment day What song I’d be humming In line for the pearly gates
And In my time of dying You know the choirs will be crying Little girls with long hair Throwing songs into the air And everybody’s taking pictures Inside Saint John The Divine But me I was just lighting candles That hailed every name but mine
And I was wondering On my judgment day What I would be wearing In line for the pearly gates
And baby angels come to me Singing songs with no warning, they’re singing Sleep through this morning Sleep in my child And may your dreams become you Oh forever while
