Once upon the turpid river
Running blind with sharpened scissors
Selling suicide by the pound
Those who are lost wander aimlessly
Chained by the light we cannot see
From Faded and violent electric clouds
The distant hours confess their sin
The silent ones echo from within
The heart of the only chosen son
Where branches embrace the silver light
Broken places consumed in blight
You'll find the gift of imperfection
Hang the moon in the diamond sky
The giver of stars may ask you why
You stand among the fallen and the doomed
And you'll say before we were yours
Small voices sang from stony shores
A choir brighter than a peacocks rainbow plumes
The trial of the innocent wore no disguise
The guilty verdict was no surprise
Tomorrow's truth spoke only in veiled lies
Oh God, oh God, how I wish you were here
Oh God
The hidden angel and the devil you know
Both have come to take your soul
Into the river and down below
And I watch it flow
And I watch it flow
And I watch it flow away
Carrying time, cradled like an infant
So fragile and insignificant
Yet precious beyond measure or compare
Oh God, how I wish you were here
Oh God, how I wish you were near
To me