A ghost in marble of a girl you knew Who would have loved you in a day or two.
And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky.
... but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight
Man has never been the same since God died.
Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen; depart, be lost, but climb.
Lord I do fear / Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year.