There's an old light on
Pulling at the wheel
Hammering the bell
He'll fold the mental folds I'll wear it well
Wear it well for you
Rule it out for me
In leaves of sapless doubt hands throw me out
I
I saw
A face again
I pulled
It from my head
No looking
I know it well
No God
When the lead is good
How'd you make a deal
How'd you break first
Before the man who folds, I called it first
Call it out in twos
Crying out in threes
When these in rounds lose track hands hold me back
I
I saw
A face again
I pulled
It from my head
No looking
I know it well
No God
No God
No God
No God
No God
No God
No God
No God
No God