I've seen the glory of his coming
All through October I was waiting at the church doors
They'd done the math, they'd bid their errors
Said that was then but this is now, and now
They're certain what's in store for me
Let it happen naturally
I'll keep looking up at the ceiling
And by the time the moon comes crashing down
I'll be up above the stars
I'll wonder where the hell you are
You're looking down not knowing where to start
We had the day marked for a change
(This can't be everything you offer)
We dreamt of paradise to claim our just rewards
But as the sun lay down to sleep
(If this is Hell I won't be bothered)
Their faces lapsed into their bitter selves
And pointed all the shames towards me
Why can't we be reprieved?
I'll keep looking up at the ceiling
And I am old my eyes have sunken in
How'd I ever get this far?
No one's working for my part
I was looking down, I missed the very start
Now all the years are dragging through the darkness
But what's a couple thousand more?
I'm trapped inside of my body
A casket made of brimstone from the Lord
Let me up, let me up out of this
Let me up, oh let me out of this
Let me up, oh let me out of this
Let me up, let me up out of this
Let me up, let me up out of this
Let me up, let me up out of this part