Play me something gently
I’m across the ocean, missing home
There are lights on sparklin’ towers
That shine dark when seen alone

Somewhere there’s a mountain
that overlooks the sea
I wonder if that mountain
has got more rock than my band and me

And I ain’t no victim to a naive boy’s dreams
But i wish you were here now
to see these damned old sparklin’ things

It’s a long road to heaven
It’s a far drop to hell
I pray we outlive this fountain
I reckon time will tell
The stronger folks keep goin
No matter where they’ve been
And there are lights on sparklin’ towers
That I’ll never see again

I am not the person that I was yesterday
And the things I’m seeing now
Will never be the same

Do you think God’s a person?
Or the blinking lights?
The reflect in her eyes while she walks these streets at night

Do you think God’s a person?
Or is he just the sound, of laughter through the walls,
In a place I haven’t found

It’s a long road to heaven
It’s a far drop to hell
I pray we out-live this fountain
I reckon only time can tell
The stronger folks keep goin’
No matter where they’ve been
There are lights on sparklin’ towers
That I’ll never see again

Do you think God’s a person?
Or is he just the sound,
Of early mornin’ creakin’
on some floors way out of town

I’m breathing in a life
And my legs are wokin’ fine
Do you think God’s a person,
Or the slowly-passing time

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