Something is dying, tonight There will be no more breath and no more light I've burned every candle and extinguished every fear And I've waited for your time to pa** to bring in my new year Something is dying, tonight There will be no more struggle, no more fight And I've known that I'd have to live through suffering and you But I'm the landlord of my dreams now and my tenant's rent is due Something is dying Something is dying inside of me In spite of me Something is dying, tonight My old patterns off to Saturn taking flight And the astronaut within me has no air supply at all So he's plunging into the deep sea with no parachute to fall Something is dying, tonight I can't eat and I can't sleep, so I just write 'Cause I wanted you to lean on to distract me from my feet But my karma wheel chair rolled me out of bounds and out of reach Something is dying Something is dying inside of me
In spite of me Something is dying Something is dying inside of me In spite of me Author of wind and change Phantom of the opera Tenor of the octave range Spews volcanic lava Silent partner of the sun Divests a world of interest Sun retires, calls it a day And sleeps a hundred winters Darkness echoes, thunder cries And waves ripple with laughter Dolphins confuse sea and sky And now the hereafter Monkeys climb to tops of trees And call out to the children Little girl awakes from dream As Elvis leaves the building Elvis leaves the building Elvis leaves the building Elvis leaves the building Elvis leaves the building Down pour from the darkest cloud Accumulated tension Flashflood from the third Leaks into the fourth dimension Shotgun rings across the plain Down goes another lion Harlem church choir sings refrain: "We're marching on to Zion"